From the local almost daily: On letting go.
Unrelated, really, but yesterday I drove out to Rhinebeck, not for sheep and wool but to meet Gwenda Bond and Libba Bray who were doing a reading at Oblong Books. I managed to get there in enough time to take a shopping excursion with Bond and Literaricat, which took us to a charming and strange variety store. There was amazing yarn in the back and this in the front:
This glamour hairnet is "enchanting by day ... bewitching by night." And for 89 cents, who can resist?
Plus, it was made in Formosa and carefully examined. How can you lose?
See? It blends right in. And, yes, I am getting to be that grey. It gives me gravitas.
So am I bewitching? Enchanting?