Monday, May 17, 2010

voyages in dusty cherry boots in sunshiney days have been written for this little mouse. seaside storms pressing in, wind that claws aganst the waves on the very edges of her hidden kingdom. beyond, what lies beyond?

i have made a flickr, i will put the link on the side soon, but for now here it is: www.flickr.com/photos/littleowlgirl/




thermoses of strong tea over study study study. little things sometimes have the biggest hearts but they need to workworkwork to grow their knowledge. about isotopes and trinomials, oh dear. about 1900 australia and frankenstein, the elements and ou se trouve la charcuterie?


i think clouds are ghosts. they gather in heavy masses for a cup of something warm and a chat, their speculative muttering rumbles thunder over the living. they're not very careful all the time, though, and they sometimes spill quite a bit over us. tut tut. but they're ghosts, and i really i don't mind at all♥
and p.s. thank you all so so much for all your wonderful comments. i am so bad with mine, and i am so sorry. y0u're all so lovely and deserve much more for your wonderfulness. i will get back to you soon i promise, i have been so very swamped lately. a week more busy beavering. i will get back to you dears all very very soon. mouse's promise.

11 comments:

  1. gracie! i love this post so much, i agree with you that clouds are ghosts. your flickr, i noticed that you were following me and i wasn't sure who you were at first but i liked your photos on there so i followed you back, and goodness! it's you! you are ever so pretty. xx

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  2. I smile with every word read ♥

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  3. i ♥ your words and pictures, they are so so pretty x

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  4. Gracie, I do so hope that all your studying pays off - I'm sure it will. What a lovely thought to think that clouds are ghosts, you are so imaginative.
    kisses,
    minna <3

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  5. goodness love, you really have such a dexterity in weaving your words, you really do love. Goodness, I am just repeating to myself, "i think clouds are ghosts. they gather in heavy masses for a cup of something warm and a chat, their speculative muttering rumbles thunder over the living. they're not very careful all the time," it really does make me want to cry, darling, it really does. I feel like...no truer words could ever be said. There is nothing more heartbreakingly beautiful as the truth. I want to keep you words forever near my cinder heart, that I do. You're exquisite ♥
    xoxo

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  6. This post is so beautiful dearest Gracie, so full of magic. It really makes me want to go on an adventure. The last part is incredibly beautiful 'i think clouds are ghosts. they gather in heavy masses for a cup of something warm and a chat' you have such an amazing way with words dear <3 <3

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  7. Hello, dear one. French and Science and English Literature, oh I forgot about those heavy school studying days. Good luck! I looked at your flickr page, it is really beautiful. I will be watching out for more photo uploads. Take care, little delicate mouse. x

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  8. Aye, nah that is the beautiful and lovely tales of clouds. Tell me more.

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  9. i love these snap shots!
    so beautiful!
    and, your blog title is quirky,
    it made me smile! <3

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  10. thank you ever so for your comment - oh yes, I Capture the Castle is fabulous, jane austen-ish. i strongly recommend it, i believe you would love it! it has certainly been cheering me up recently ♥

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  11. How beautiful. I love the princess bride, beaches and ghosts, and floral leggings.

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