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Friday Apologies


(Leafbox, from Friday Favorite: Chris Appelhans)

I am sorry. A late night of work combined with multiple computer issues this morning means that you won’t have the normal Friday Favorites post. Dry your eyes my darlings, I know, life is hard.


(Autumn Whisperlings by Friday Favorite: Linda Bergkvist)

Take heart my friends, tomorrow is the first day of Autumn. The theoretical beginning of the changing of the seasons, the onset of cooler weather, the emerging of brilliant fall colors as the leaves change. Break out your sweaters, make some hot cocoa, crack open a scary book or put a creepy film in the DVD player and celebrate.


(Creepy hand, cover image to the book False Scent, image by Friday Favorite Robert McGinnis)

And if you really need an art fix click on the above links to view these old Friday Favorites.

My site may be down for a bit over the weekend as James changes us over to a new server so fear not if I’m lost for a bit. I am working on an Autumn related post that should be up before Monday.

Have a wonderful weekend everyone, I hope you join me in welcoming fair Autumn with open arms.

Thursday Thirteen

Do you ever feel obligated to post something? I occasionally have those days where my muse seems to have abandoned me for warmer climes but this is not quite like that. This is one of those weird, in-between days where I really want to post something and have some ideas but am frankly too tired/busy to develop them. I have never done the Thursday Thirteen thing before and I am not doing this as part of the group linking thing. I just decided this would be a nice way to post a number of unrelated things. So here I go, setting back blogging 100 years:

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The Thirteenth Tale by Diane Setterfield

No Spoiler Review

It is a dark and stormy night as I write this. Or, to be more accurate, a dark and stormy morning. The weather reflects the exquisite melancholy that has settled itself upon me at the completion of The Thirteenth Tale. Diane Setterfield’s debut novel is one of those all-too-rare stories that gets under your skin, that grabs hold of your imagination with both hands and won’t let go.

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