The Stars and the Cookie Jar

rymenhild  has made me something lovely, my very own bit of heraldry in my very own exact colors.

On a field azure. pinnipis rampant or.

This random and beautiful and unsolicited bit of kindness made me snuffle most unabashedly.

Yee!!

Being a closer fracks with your Circadian thingwhackers.

That said, I'm the opener tomorrow and the next day. Thankyew, Fearless Leader.

I had two truly great conversations last night (er, into this morning, you know how that is). Religion, heraldry, literature, and women were the points raised; also Indian food, comics and long-lost mutual friends. I only wish it was cheaper to get to either coast: I should like to see both these people again. I was in NE the same time rymenhild was but we never managed to cross paths, and that same visit I was supposed to see Sovay and did not. (It is really hard to pin that woman down, ever, at all. But her writing kicks most of what's out there into the nearest bin, rattles the lid down and sits on it singing 60's protest songs.)

You know, I think my love life is approaching Fuschia Groan mass; and if you get that, wow, I am either awed or sorry.

Lookit the pretty heraldic device!