A Piece of Home
“Karla, if you get me banned from the station for a cactus, I swear to The Void that I’ll vent you out the airlock.”
“Karla, if you get me banned from the station for a cactus, I swear to The Void that I’ll vent you out the airlock.”
Despite the fact that I’m out less often with my DSLR Camera these days, I have still been taking a lot of photos this summer. They’re just usually on my phone. The weather lately has been cooling down, and we’ve finally had some rain. I took this last week on a surprisingly clear day. It… Continue reading I might have moved to Stardew Valley
There are 111 days left in the year. Very weird to think that. Time still has the odd lockdown quality of being very long and very fast all at once. I started writing this post at the end of June. If nothing else, I feel like that is an indicator of what life has been… Continue reading Keeping on keeping on
A croissant Two bouquets Three birthday cards Four calls from friends A walk up a hill This tree A happy Katherine Some time reading comics Some cake and tea A chat with my parents A little writing A day of Peace A happy Katherine A magnificent view A new dress My favorite hat… Continue reading Birthday à la Pandemic
On Friday, I ran a half marathon. It wasn’t an official event. I didn’t get a medal. I didn’t even really want to do it: I was feeling weak, and tired, and just a little bit grumpy. The weather was also not in my favor: while it was warm-ish and sunny, it was also incredibly… Continue reading Redefining “Best”
How I cope with uncertain times. The last several years have been dramatic for and traumatic to many. Events on the global stage have caused sadness, fear, and have made many people feel extremely uncertain about the direction the world is heading. On a personal level, I have also been dealing with a lot of… Continue reading The Only Way Out is Through
I originally published this on my other website. I’m reposting it here so that it’s more accessible. Audio recording Everything you cherish about your appearance will one day be gone.Your beauty will fade.Your hair will thin and fall out.Your body will slump and puff in ways you never expected or asked for, bowed down and… Continue reading [Repost] A Reminder
Over the last couple of years, I’ve had a few people ask me how it was that I managed to move to London. The very short answer is: the company I work for opened an office here, and asked me if I would be willing to move. And I said yes! Of course, every story… Continue reading How I Moved to London
One of the things I’ve noticed about “being a grown-up” is that there isn’t much appreciation for amateurs, in either sense of the word. As adults, we’re expected to do something perfectly–and ideally, for commercial gain–or not at all. This is a general rule, obviously, as there are realms where this is clearly not the… Continue reading Small Steps Are Just Fine
My first spring in London, after the grey had cleared and we had a series of sunny days, everything seemed to burst into flower at once. Trees with large conical clusters of flowers, in particular, caught my eye, and I went over to investigate further. When I got closer, I realized that they were Chestnut… Continue reading Fruit and Flower