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honestly, if
min could just come wave a magic
wand in my house and take care of all the things
that needed to be taken care of (wallpaper? fresh
fabrics on the well-loved chairs? assorted odds &
ends?), i'd be quite happy to just go read to young
ones all day. the traveling story-lady, or some such
thing; we could make dioramas. and books. and...
a girl can dream, right?
gorgeous rooms, papers, fabrics:
min hogg
(and i am realizing that even without most
excellent min & her way with a home, this
reading and book-making is what i will do,
anyway. time to take a dream and make it
real? the chairs, in their old fabric, smile.)