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City of Crows
25/05/2018 10:00 pmLast Friday was a gorgeous crisp and crunchy day but today it was raining cats, dogs and elephants. So grey and miserable and the water tank at the Lair is well and truly overflowing. It is either a feast or a famine
Could not help but be reminded of last Friday lurking around the spooky Stirling Square, listening to the radio, reading “Catching Fire” - book 2 in The Hunger Games and finally giving in to the irresistible urge to acquire a big juicy bag of dirt for the Serpent’s garden.
Not the stuff you put on the weeds. It’s more to feed the serpent’s skull with juicy swamp gossip.
It had been an unwritten rule that since being a member of five libraries and especially now that I work part time in the books section of 2 charity shops, that buying new books - especially from overseas for any reason other than as presents for other people was simply inexcusable.
( Bookish bits )
Could not help but be reminded of last Friday lurking around the spooky Stirling Square, listening to the radio, reading “Catching Fire” - book 2 in The Hunger Games and finally giving in to the irresistible urge to acquire a big juicy bag of dirt for the Serpent’s garden.
Not the stuff you put on the weeds. It’s more to feed the serpent’s skull with juicy swamp gossip.
It had been an unwritten rule that since being a member of five libraries and especially now that I work part time in the books section of 2 charity shops, that buying new books - especially from overseas for any reason other than as presents for other people was simply inexcusable.
( Bookish bits )
