Cloudy and grim out there. Currently, it's 55˚F here in Providence. Cold, but the trees are finally greening, here at the ass end of April. Still, I'll take the relief when I can get it. Maybe I'll wander outside today or tomorrow and take pictures of the anemic greenery.

I neglected to mention that, on Thursday, I got my comp copies of The Best Science Fiction and Fantasy of the Year, Vol. Nine (edited by Jonathan Strahan). It includes "Interstate Love Song (Murder Ballad No. 8)," which originally appeared in Sirenia Digest #100.

I wouldn't mind that sky out there, if the temperatures were in the high eighties.

I answered email yesterday. I read "A new basal odontocete from the upper Rupelian of South Carolina, U.S.A., with contributions to the systematics of Xenorophus and Mirocetus (Mammalia, Cetacea)" and Simon Stantzas' "On Ice." We watched another four episodes of Carnivale. How do I know I'm in love with a television series? When the sixth episode has me in tears, that's how.

And I don't anything else for you today, not really. But here's one of my favorite photos of Spooky, a self portrait from about 1990, nine years before we met:



Photograph Copyright © 2015 by Kathryn A. Pollnac

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Aunt Beast