So, owls.

So one friend showed me the counted-cross-stitch owl she made for me last night, and this afternoon one of my roommates tossed me the small fluffy owl he got me, and I spent fifteen minutes or so today getting an owl tattooed on my shoulder. Happy birthday to me, to-whit, to-whoo. :amused:

Inasmuch as the writing muse is running criminally slow, I present as apology mathoms: ( Ten pictures - the sea in October, the view of Boston from a graveyard, an Egyptian procession, and other like things. And a fishy! )