La di da, this post is not happening . . .

[msmcknittington]

I am not looking at the Trés Riches Heures . . . especially not June and July and September. I am not saying, "Oh, the women in June are dressed perfectly for summer. All they need are straw hats." I am not thinking about starting the research for an early 16th-century milkmaid's outfit again. I am not thinking about personas and choosing a name. I am not thinking about what games Jeff and Char's boys would like to play or what books they'd like read to them.

This is not happening. This post was never written.

This IS happening: My books came today! I have "The Ties that Bound" by Barbara Hanawalt, "Persuasion" by Jane Austen, and "The Ladies of Grace Adieu" by Susanna Clarke, which is absolutely beautiful. The cover is lovely and very much in the tradition of 19th-century books, with flowers stamped and painted on the hardcover. And they smell like new books! Mmm, delicious.

Comments

[isabelladangelo.livejournal.com]

So if I carefully drop a link to a bunch of photos to that place that you don't want to think about that at all, you won't look, right? ;-D

[msmcknittington.livejournal.com]

Of course not. Because this post never happened.

[ilaifire.livejournal.com]

I know some of those people :)