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Is grey and rainy and Seattle-ish: is Melville's damp drizzly November of the soul, and our mayor is a jerk and my teeth hurt and the latest collection of Holmes pastiches, for which I paid full price, is disappointing so far, but I can't tell you why without spoiling for those who might read it. So I probably shouldn't be hanging out at First Known When Lost, a blog of poems and artwork put together by someone of my generation.

A Journey Round My Skull, which was all uneasy-making graphic art from the 19th and 20th centuries, has moved and changed format and I don't like it as much. I find Mr. Pentz's choice of works just as uneasy-making, but I can't say why. English landscape painting should not give me the fantods but it does, almost as much as MR James. Still, I can't help poking at it to see what the fantods are about. I think it might all be a vision of damp grey November when your teeth hurt, even the summer entries.

Shall shortly return to the sunshine of Point of Dreams. Or go look at Hasuis, whatever.

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Hope your teth woes go away before winter sets in. *hugs* Take care.

I want the rains to stop. The November rains came early (in October) and hasn't stopped. While I am all for lovely sleeping weather ... I would like to be able to hang out my clothes without having to bring them in again in a hurry.

But otherwise (in spite of everything that needs/has to be done) we are generally good.

I thought I liked rain. I do like rain, but not when it sets in and stays for weeks at a time. The drying thing is Tokyo's rainy season exactly.

oh, thanks for the links. I love them. Weird how things come around -- I poked around A journey round my skull, and recognized quite a bit of the art from I brought when I was in high school and college.

Really? The art often looked like something I'd see in the books and magazines up in the attic, from my French grandparents' library and my mom's childhood in the twenties, but never anything I came across myself.

Well, I brought all these reproductions of old editions of fairy tales, and that's where I remember seeing a lot of them.