it seemed to be full of sharp bits and wet stuff and horizontal botany. The garden looked like one of those Rousseau paintings of Exotic Weather. The wind was playing tunes in the chimney. The tree-swing was possessed.
You must be feeling better - you can't be funny with a migraine.
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Date: Thursday, November 8th, 2007 09:36 pm (UTC)You must be feeling better - you can't be funny with a migraine.