I've heard the reports. Negative abysmal temperatures again tonight. Let's just pretend, shall we? Let's say we're in that cottage by the ocean. You know the place. We've just unloaded the car and are hurriedly running around to see what's changed since last year, claiming bedrooms, putting the sheets we'd packed only hours ago onto… Continue reading Denial is an ocean
Sunday morning, making waffles. You can't do this stealthily if you're going to use the egg whipper. And you can't make these waffles without the whipper. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is the first in a (probably irregular) series of posts that will include sounds and images recorded at the same time and location.