If you don’t know where your polling place is, this foul-mouthed website will tell you where the f* it is. And, it’s been updated for the storm.
States United from here (I want to buy everything in this shop), hipped from the wonderful Reading My Tea Leaves.
Little by little the bird feathers its nest, and object by heart burnished object we surround ourselves with lovely necessities of memory and function. It is these things that make a silly Apartment a Home or a silly Wednesday an Occasion.
Whether my nest is an old farmhouse, a sixth floor tenement walk up, or a brownstone basement... whether I share it with family, vagabonds, women of heart and mind, or a little brown cat and a sweet ginger banjo, my principal joy is filling it with light and laughter (and corralling).
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