If we were walking together . . .

Every year I marvel over the tiny flowers of grass. Every year I can't resist taking pictures of them.



And every year I want to rub soft rabbit-foot clover on my cheek:



And make crowns of bindweed:



And I have nothing to say or tell you about these things, but if you were with me, I'd pull your arm and make you look at them, so here they are.

And then I'd say to you, do you know what I found out about, from khiemtran? Fishing with helium balloons, and before there were helium balloons, fishing with kites! Do you not love it?! I love it. I want to tell Em about fishing with kites.

a cool book that's waiting to debut

csecooney is looking for an agent for a **very** cool-sounding book. Take a look-and-listen to this beautiful book trailer (click on the picture to get there)--are you intrigued? Don't you hope an agent picks it up?

book trailer for Miscellaneous Stones: Assassin