And the universe answers. I asked myself this morning, should I drive to Ohio today to wish my sister a happy birthday? Then my check engine light came on. I get it, powers-that-be. I get it. Now I'm at the dealership...being thankful for warranties.
"Yes, the way I feel about being a woman in the South is the way I feel about the oleander that blooms in June: though it's said that the sap, even brushed against one's skin, is toxic, I carelessly break the branches, stick the ravishing flowers into my hair..."-- Rosemary Daniell
What I'm Reading Now...
Savage Beauty, The Life of Edna St. Vincent Millay