I'm not sure what to say to any of it, so here's a picture of my dog Hope, who we adopted in 2020 during what we thought was the All Is Lost moment in this story but turned out to just be world-building for 2025.

Everything is so dark and heavy but I just had my last infusion after being diagnosed with breast cancer in 2021. I won’t miss the infusion center, but I’m grateful for the kind nurses who took such good care of me. Onward. 🩵

“You will be visited by three spirits.”

The three spirits:

I have not published much this year, but I raised this human for 18 years and made beef Wellington to celebrate his birthday so please clap.

Santa Cruz, CA

Share with a scene of your Thanksgiving eve 🦃

Didn't even mind there was no gold.

As we find each other on here I feel it only fair to inform you that I'm the sort of person who spends Friday night having a themed birthday party for my cat. (Yes, his name is Pumpkin and yes, we had pie)