Thursday, August 12, 2010

August is always the weirdest

...month going. That's a given. This August is no exception. Nothing but weird.

How weird is a meatloaf cupcake with mashed potato icing? An image of this arrived with a letter today.

How weird are the words "Good Year Blimp" handwritten on a postcard? Weird I tell you. Those are the first words that popped out at me. This arrived the other day.

How weird is a yard full of grackles? Seriously weird. They arrived the other day and just hung around as if the souls they were carrying were too heavy. They stayed the night.

And that's not all. Things clicked. I'm writing. I've been writing August away.

August briefs:

I'm reading Lives Like Loaded Guns: Emily Dickinson and Her Family's Feuds by Lyndall Gordon and loving it, absolutely loving it. It's the most compelling and inspiring biography I've encountered in quite some time.

I gave Brenda Schmidt a facelift.
(Aug. 13 Clarification - This just means my other blog has a new template and new author/artist pics. That's all.)

I hopped on Select Hops. Check out my tomatoes!


Blondi Blathers said...

Putting a hold on that Emily Dickinson bio at my library. Thanks for the recommendation. Sounds like good reading.

Brenda Schmidt said...

I hope you enjoy it as much as I am!

Shawna Lemay said...

August really is weird isn't it? would love to see that cupcake photo. wow. and your tomatoes look marvelous!

Brenda Schmidt said...

It is! Yay for friends who indulge my weird side! I love getting such things. Nice surprises!

I'm pretty tickled with the tomatoes. Unless something happens, that one plant alone will keep us going until frost.

Bernadette said...

Haha! I love this bit from your bio at the face-lifted blog: "Brenda ... also specializes in the fine art of road trips."

Brenda Schmidt said...

It's taken years to master, believe me!