Hanging, new notebooks and the snow is still fresh.

1. Icicles (some bowed, some double-tipped) are arrayed like exotic weapons.

2. I buy two new shorthand notebooks -- a very cheap pleasure at 98p.

3. Even after six days, the snow on our road still says "crump crump crump" as I walk across it.
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3 comments:

  1. TesoriTrovatiTuesday, January 12, 2010

    Clare, I think that #1 today will be translated into a necklace. I have the perfect quartz shards for "exotic weapons".
    Enjoy the day!
    Erin

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  2. LucilleTuesday, January 12, 2010

    You are one of my Useful and Beautiful Places, on this not very beautiful day.

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  3. rosebud101Tuesday, January 12, 2010

    I love the sounds of crump, crump, crump! I can hear you as you walk.

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