Mal de coucou

November - a coat that is just a touch too cold, stem ginger biscuits, the scent of a cold-starry night, Epicurus, daydreaming of wandering the empty halls of a museum, rose-scented soap, black and white reproductions of ancient statues in old books, lipstick kisses on handwritten letters, gleaming-smooth chess pieces, getting up early to have tea and read while the world outside is melted in fog, a dream-soft fatigue.

— Mitch Albom, Have a Little Faith

let me be very clear that if you voted for donald trump or support him in any capacity you are not welcome here. my blog is not the place for you and i do not want you interacting with me. 

Bach’s Cello Suite No. 1 in G, Prélude

This with the rain, Oh what a mood

Oh wow, all of the tension just flowed out of my muscles as soon as this started playing

pretty shitty how baseline human activities like singing, dancing and making art got turned into skills  instead of being seen as behaviors

so now it’s like ‘the point of doing them is to get good at them’ and not ‘this is a thing humans do, the way birds sing and bees make hives’.

I know I’ve posted this before, but it bears repeating.

This is a thing humans do; you don’t have to be good at it to enjoy it.

“Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.”

—Donna Tartt

Lilith, (detail, 1887) John Maler Collier

wanna marry the love of my life and live in a cottage with a big garden

good god when the onions and garlic hit the olive oil..........

▪Fables. Author: Written by Jean de La Fontaine (French, Château-Thierry 1621–1695 Paris) Illustrator: Charles Percier (French, Paris 1764–1838 Paris) Publisher: Published by Pierre Didot l'ainé (French, 1761–1853) , Paris Date: 1802 Medium: Printed book with engraved headpiece illustrations

today's mood: wandering in the fog and find an old castle with ghosts where you can live there with your best friend, have a large library and settle Halloween parties