he is undshoed, he is with nails up, it want lead to the farrier. He go limp, he is disable, he is blind. That saddle shall hurt me. The stirrups are too long, very shorts. Stretch out the stirrups, shorten the stirrups. The saddles girths are roted, what bat bridle? Give m...
rolling your ass like an elephant.That's not my kind of belly rub.Belly rub is not Queens.Belly rub is dark places,with big hats and overcoats held up with one arm.Belly rub hates you.Old bald-headed four-eyed ofays popping their fingers……...
But I eyed him with hidden animosity for he had got me to run after him under somewhat false pretences. Mrs. Fyne had only smiled at me very expressively, very self- confidently. “Oh I quite understand that you accept the fullest responsibility,” I said. “I am the only ridiculous ...
Well, except for the birdcalls, but they actually enhance the quiet. Today it was Red-breasted nuthatches, loads of Clark’s Nutcrackers, Stellar Jays, Dark-eyed Juncos, Northern Flickers, Golden-crowned Kinglets and Pileated Woodpeckers. They all seem to love the combo of White and Red Fir...
“judge transformation by how our institutions behave on behalf of individuals rather than the other way around”: our attention to history only helps to the degree that it is clear-eyed and strong-hearted, willing to battle the myths that sustain this country’s most dangerous lies: that we...
That taken care of, I loaded up a bag of dirty clothes, leashed up a still lethargic Annie, and moseyed on over to the laundry room. Whereupon I realized that I had used my last batch of detergent in Washington. Of course. So Annie and I wandered over to the Gift Shoppe to see ...
Do I see some hands shooting up out there? “But Anne,” I hear some sharp-eyed readers exclaim, “wasn’t the word count lower because there wasan entire linemissing from the second version?”? Well spotted, criers-out: the natural tendency of omitting the second spaces wou...
Her thoughts and her feet stumbled. She caught herself with a hand on an ice- oated outcropping of gray stone. I need to talk to my father. Her father had deliberately sent her into exile. At great risk to himself—uncertain if his own Mask, modified though it was, might reveal ...
I got weepy-eyed again. In part, it was the whole experience. But mostly…I think it was seeing the woman Kayla had become and imagining the look on my son’s face when he saw her in that beautiful dress. The reality didn’t disappoint. ...
Harry is plagued by nightmares involving Voldemort and is becoming more and more withdrawn from his mates. This is a much darker Harry than we are used to seeing. The entire cast has grown up but we see the most change in Harry. We learn that the nightmares that Harry is having is actu...