Just in case any of you missed this on Saturday. I have been contributing pictures and “things” to Teagan as she crafts this story right (write) in front of us. I am having a great time. I think you will too. Join us every Saturday in Parliament.
Saturday, May 4, 2019
There are many things on my mind that I want to share with you today. If I had known about the most recent one before yesterday, I would have done a midweek post. First let me welcome you…
Maria Michelle, Pixabay
Welcome to my sanctuary. Pull up a chair. The sanctuary may be found in a quirky Tennessee town called Atonement. It might be at a diesel-punk train station with an outrageous flapper named Lulu. Or it could even be found at a steampunk submarine port, with an alchemist named Cornelis. For now, my sanctuary has moved to a crossroads in a rural Mississippi town sometime in the late 1950s to early 1960s. So, I also welcome you to the crossroads.
Yes, my blog is my sanctuary — a place where I can feel safe from the world. It’s a place for…
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