And we’re back.

Still sickly, but didn’t stop my mother from making photos of us with the self-timer.

Day 112 | Do you know why a raven is like a writing desk?

I’ve been drinking a lot of flavored tea with this cold.  This one is raspberry which is spelled with a p.  I like the way the tea ink seeps into the sugar like a puddle pushing along the sidewalk.

Day 113 | World Book Night

A giver came to the teen center and now we’re reading Ender’s Game for Book Club. Does anyone out there adore this book?

Day 114 | What is it like to be a woman listening in the dark?

I do a lot of art in art class.  This week, I made a pop-up card of lovers dancing in the moonlight.

Day 115 | Wuthering Heights

Reading Anne Carson’s “A Glass Essay.”  It’s linked in my Short Fiction 2012 page.  Everyone should read it, she’s fabulous.  And she’s a classics’ professor – I never even took a classics’ class.

Day 116 | Seriously, Mom?

Weekly cat photo.

Day 117 | Like Mother Like Daughter

My mom is so cute, people.  She wanted to take photos because she was wearing a necklace my brother gave her and she wanted to prove on facebook that she’s been wearing it.

Day 112 | Stopping to Smell the Roses

How pretty is my momma?  A vibrant, and gorgeous redhead at [age undisclosed].