Why it's Edward Gorey's birthday today! Thank goodness for that, since it gives me a chance to drop in on Spinster Aunt, post a pretty picture and be on my way. Coherent writing is out of the question at the moment; it's far too drizzly out and I'm far too sleepy to form any thoughts. It's just a pleasant hum up in my brainbox at the moment, so I think I'll go with it and read some ghost stories by Muriel Spark. Happy Sundays to all, and good luck in any Oscar pools you may be swimming in.
Update: I spent some time at the kitchen table playing with watercolors, which made me feel like I was ten again. I like the haughty, disdainful way this lady's expression turned out.
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