I am a firm believer that all thing HP are heavenly, and all things Tw*light are not. They are stupid and I hate them. Doctor Who is also one of the things that keep my hearts beating,
i spin clay into pots
i read in the shade of ancient trees
i dig my fingers into the gritty hot sand at the beach
i dive into the cold salty sea that is life itself
i understand that the little things are the things that can bring great happiness.
tea and cookies
summer afternoons, lazy and slow
the sand between your toes.
But Ho Hum Pig's Bum.
Life must go on