Heap not on this mound
Roses that she loved so well:
Why bewilder her with roses,
That she cannot see or smell?
She is happy where she lies
With the dust upon her eyes.
- Edna St Vincent Millay
i like languages, literature, travelling, pretty things, tea, shoes, dresses, baking, wonderful people, memories, cats, gin, cocktails, eastern europe, GIMP, linux, old books, knitting, weaving, sewing, embroidery, being creative, cooking, meat, making pelmeni by hand, rivers, lakes, the sea, translation, swimming, cycling, moors, cities, sociolinguistics, art, truth, beauty, parks.
i post what i feel like. sometimes i make things pretty to post. sometimes i live in the real world, but mostly i am a studentka. i study languages and translation.
i post what i feel like. sometimes i make things pretty to post. sometimes i live in the real world, but mostly i am a studentka. i study languages and translation.
February 6, 2010
Epitaph
