Where the Catfish Play

The Blue Bayou tree is alive and well. You can't see the glittery tree frogs and the birds and the dragonflies on it, but they're singin'.

In serendip, the garland I ordered from the homeys at Gardens of the Blue Ridge was supposed to go up yesterday around the window in the Morgan le Fey living room.

As I had provided Morgan with no, like, nails, hooks, hangers or screws of any description strong enough to support it draped around the window, I garlanded my bed with the full 18-foot fresh white pine tip garland from the place where I was born.

Fantastic. Sleep in heavenly peace.

Christmas in Macondo

From the Macondo Manana [TILDE!!!!], the tale of the posada in a 700-member penitente community.( Read more... )