Nom de Plume

Scratchings and Jotlings on Books, Houses, Pets, Art, the Exigencies of Daily Existence, and Other Ephemera

Oh, the guilt

Please can we go for a walk?”

“Okay, I’ll just eat the fringe off your carpet instead.”

Another Late Night

It’s completely quiet–the only noise is the sound of me tapping away on my keypad.