Good really morning dawgs. Off downtown to see some friends, I originally thought we'd just be sitting down having coffee but as it turns out we'll probably be roaming the streets of Gamla stan (Old Town) and more, which kinda makes me regret my decision to buy a cast iron pig as a gift for one of my friends... I mean, I'll have to carry it
until we sit down... nah it ain't all that big, but still, I could have bought her... I don't know... a hanky or something! But she likes pigs and this one was sooo sweet, black with gilded wings, it's adorable.
Don't exhaust yourselves with the haiku, it does take some getting used to if you're not, I'm well aware of that. The nice plump lady isn't me having had my portrait made! it's a Russian playwright, poet et cetera named Schepkina Kupernik. I'm not familiar with her work but we look a little alike and she knew Chekhov personally, which I'm envious of.
jno the titles (and some other stuff, in the right-hand column) is written in a very pale colour; "Blue" is when you've turned the page once - accompanying "bird by the fountain", but nevermind that. I do need something like Photoshop don't I.
bye for now