Arched bridge at Old Vernon
Source: Lilly Library, Frank M. Hohenberger Photograph Collection
I spent some time today working on cataloging more Frank Hohenberger photos. This was one of them. I adore everything about it.
Library of Congress also has some nice photos of the arch, as part of the HABS/HAER collection.
These stones
this mess
most blanket to quiet
collected thoughts
But who could
recall the moon
from her thousand
wandering dreams
Sometimes these two are so cute I can hardly stand it. Other times, I want to strangle them both because they’re being assholes.
That’s not news, though. What IS news is that I have finally managed to get all my archives added back to the blog. It was really bothering me that 10 years of blogging had potentially been sucked into the ether, never to be heard from again. Now it’s all been resurrected, and it’s all in one place.
Today we eat things that are orange.
Found a new mug at Goodwill for 99 cents. It’s teal. ALL THE THINGS should be teal.
Dear Frances, where are your ears?
Also, I told her to kiss the Pig. And she did. I didn’t for a minute think she’d put those two things together and actually do it. Piglet was nonplussed.
Broccoli, red cabbage, and green onions with rice and crispy fried tofu. Very, very crispy fried tofu. Also spicy.
I went up to the stacks to have a wander during my morning break and saw three empty chairs in an empty alcove with three empty bulletin boards.
It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood!
My mom gave me one of my great grandma Nell’s rosaries. It was in a little velvet bag, and the zipper was so old and stiff that I haven’t been able to get it open. I’ve been keeping it in a box on my coffee table, and regularly take it out to worry at the zipper, hoping I’d eventually be able to get it loose enough to unzip. Today was the day! I’m glad I was able to finally get inside without damaging the bag, because it’s kind of a sweet little set.
red paper boat 