Recently, the NYtimes did a thing on the food carts in Portland and I want to own one very badly. I could serve small picnic ready packages of fine french food--menu changing daily. Less elaborate than Gregoire's but just as comforting.
I want my seedlings for a summer garden to grow up strong. I'm very worried about their water intake at the moment.
I can't seem to stop listening to Paul Simon's Rhthym of the Saints.
I sent and received my first mail art exchange. (I made some woolly biking riding hand mitts and got a very pretty necklace. But even more exciting for me is the little cardboard paper doll the necklace came wrapped around--something is probably wrong with me--but it was adorable and cool and i'm trying to find places to put all my recently acquired cardboard-art wealth.)
And since I'm broke, I'm coveting these copper necklaces.

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