November 8th, 2017


"Wonder ye then at the fiery hunt?"

Overcast for now, be we are promised the sky will partly clear soon. It got cold last night. Around midnight, the windchill was 31˚F, but I don't know out actual low. Right now, we're at 40˚F, and, once again, the windchill is at 31˚F.

No writing yesterday. It was a very bad day, and I won't get into the many whys.

For dinner, Spooky made one of her five-legged chickens, baked in the slow-cooker with apples, garlic, potatoes, celery, mushrooms, pearl onions, carrots, and all manner of herbs. Our copy of the Criterion edition of Fire Walk With Me arrived a couple of days back, and last night we watched the film again, plus the hour and a half of "missing pieces." The deleted and extended scenes are delightful, and many should have been included in the actual film, as they shed a great deal of light that needed shedding. Also, if you're a fan of Twin Peaks, I cannot recommend strongly enough both The Secret History of Twin Peaks (2016) and Twin Peaks: The Final Dossier, both by Mark Frost. After the movie, I had some excellent RP. Oh, and I began a jigsaw puzzle yesterday, the first I've sat down to do since June.

C'mon, sun. Get off your ass.

Aunt Beast

8:18 p.m.