Wandering around the house this afternoon dragging around a chihuahua attached to my foot — Peter is away for New Year’s and left her in our care and she loves to attack my feet as I walk — I thought (among many other things, mostly to do with chihuahuas) that it would be lovely to get to posting more often here.
To that end, post-a-day: it seems to be the new experiment here on WordPress.com. So I shall give it a go.
Current reading: Lit, by Mary Karr. Autobiography done well. And her prose flows so effortlessly that I shall have it either to encourage my own writing or as a target of my frustration. At least it shall give me something to do as I ponder up entries for this place.
white pebble 