Well, actually, we’re flying. But by the powers of Dr. John we’re getting there today! Yip! Greasy beignet missives and po boy musings to come next week. Gris gris ya ya, cher.
image from here (we are staying one block from here, what?!)
Author: loiseaufait
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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Well, actually, we’re flying. But by the powers of Dr. John we’re getting there today! Yip! Greasy beignet missives and po boy musings to come next week. Gris gris ya ya, cher.
Feather By Feather 