If it were hot, the way May usually feels, I would be complaining about the heat. Instead I'm enjoying the peculiar but refreshing chill and a nice overcast sky. Just the way I like it, from the safety of my weird little attic.
The attic's been acting out, I'm not sure why. First a funny thing happened- above my bed I have hanging a little bag that I think was originally sold as "psychic visions mojo", and it's full of little bits and bobs of different things. It's been hanging there for exactly one year. The other night when we were going to sleep, it was glowing. Not like a glow-in-the-dark sort of glowing, but more like it had a bright invisible lightbulb inside. I'd never seen it behave that way before, and it only did it the one evening. Then, over the weekend another sort of queer thing happened where from no apparent source, there was giant dancing spots of light across our living room wall. Then there's the matter of the door. Our apartment has lots and lots of doors that lead to tiny little rooms and closets, but no doors that lead into any of the real rooms, (no bedroom, living room, front, or bathroom door), which makes for a strange look. One of the doors leads to a funny room where I keep boxes for moving and things. THAT door likes to open and close and make silly knocks. The doorknob likes to slowly turn, and lock itself, and open itself again. This business makes me a little uneasy so there's always a big piece of furniture making sure it stays closed. Right now, it's the couch.
That about fixed the problem, but lately the doorknobs been turning a lot and it keeps finding a way to open itself despite the couch. What's wrong, little haunted attic, why so much movement?
I can not resist the allure of putting things in jars.
I also could not resist a baby with birthmarks. My friend Martina in Croatia made this little pup, the newest in my collection. Today will be a day of doing a tiny bit of dolly surgery on her to make her body a bit more floppy.
Little tiny happiness in an otherwise weepy world. I feel less weepy today, I better keep up the momentum!
Have a good week, everyone.
The attic's been acting out, I'm not sure why. First a funny thing happened- above my bed I have hanging a little bag that I think was originally sold as "psychic visions mojo", and it's full of little bits and bobs of different things. It's been hanging there for exactly one year. The other night when we were going to sleep, it was glowing. Not like a glow-in-the-dark sort of glowing, but more like it had a bright invisible lightbulb inside. I'd never seen it behave that way before, and it only did it the one evening. Then, over the weekend another sort of queer thing happened where from no apparent source, there was giant dancing spots of light across our living room wall. Then there's the matter of the door. Our apartment has lots and lots of doors that lead to tiny little rooms and closets, but no doors that lead into any of the real rooms, (no bedroom, living room, front, or bathroom door), which makes for a strange look. One of the doors leads to a funny room where I keep boxes for moving and things. THAT door likes to open and close and make silly knocks. The doorknob likes to slowly turn, and lock itself, and open itself again. This business makes me a little uneasy so there's always a big piece of furniture making sure it stays closed. Right now, it's the couch.
That about fixed the problem, but lately the doorknobs been turning a lot and it keeps finding a way to open itself despite the couch. What's wrong, little haunted attic, why so much movement?
I can not resist the allure of putting things in jars.



I also could not resist a baby with birthmarks. My friend Martina in Croatia made this little pup, the newest in my collection. Today will be a day of doing a tiny bit of dolly surgery on her to make her body a bit more floppy.

Little tiny happiness in an otherwise weepy world. I feel less weepy today, I better keep up the momentum!
Have a good week, everyone.

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I hope the baby avocado is doing good.
See you soon I hope.