Posts Tagged: music
How to Fly (Making Friends with Crows #12)
The other day, the stars magically aligned (empty house, hour to spare) for a miracle and I had the time and space to jump onto my spin bike. And it was good. Which is nice because it’s not always good;
How to Fly (Making Friends with Crows #12)
The other day, the stars magically aligned (empty house, hour to spare) for a miracle and I had the time and space to jump onto my spin bike. And it was good. Which is nice because it’s not always good;
thankful for music
Greetings and happy turkey day to you from the Big Easy! I’m out here for the holiday, stumbling from one spectacle to the next, eating like crazy and getting down (and trying to get back up again). No time to
thankful for music
Greetings and happy turkey day to you from the Big Easy! I’m out here for the holiday, stumbling from one spectacle to the next, eating like crazy and getting down (and trying to get back up again). No time to
her hands are not beautiful (part 1 of chapter 14)
(photo courtesy Jo) The hunched, black-clothed form of Mademoiselle Reitz shuffles up to the piano, gives a haughty little bow and plops down on the bench. Her hands are not beautiful; they hang over the keys like frozen buzzards and
her hands are not beautiful (part 1 of chapter 14)
(photo courtesy Jo) The hunched, black-clothed form of Mademoiselle Reitz shuffles up to the piano, gives a haughty little bow and plops down on the bench. Her hands are not beautiful; they hang over the keys like frozen buzzards and
