Stacy Horn

Just the other day I was posting on Echo about which new instrument I could learn and I came up with the xylophone. And then I come upon this xylophone player. That thing is BIG. Obviously there are smaller instruments, but then you have a limited set of notes. Honestly, I wouldn’t mind having a piano again.

Bodhi: Yeah, I’m going to bite you first chance I get. It’s inevitable. Comere.
Bali: Don’t even look at him, just look into my eyes. Shall we curl up and watch tv?

This is the window of a new store that opened a block away from my apartment. These items and this whole style is not to my taste but I appreciate the effort. Anything this delicate wouldn’t last two seconds in my home, and although I love the roses the cats would eat them first thing.

It does make me think of Beauty’s room in the Cocteau version of Beauty and the Beast, which I adore. (Scroll down.)

Actually, not my best year for photographs, sorry! I got there late and didn’t get a good spot for taking pictures. Plus, I was tired. And my knee hurt. And my finger. One of my cats has diarrhea. I’m almost finished with a really great book, and I don’t want it to end. There was nothing good on tv. It was just a tad too hot out. Trump is still … I can’t even say it. It’s really hard to cut my cats nails and they are way over-due. The grocery store was out of the dried cranberries I like. The supreme court decided not to make a decision about gerrymandering, so, so much for democracy, and even pretending not to be partisan judges.

So please forgive me for the less than great pictures.

I’m an avid swimmer, but I would never swim in this pool EVER. There are no safety rails around the pool. Knowing me, I’m sure I’d find a way to accidentally swim off the side and plummet to my death. And what if some crazy person decided you were hogging space in some way, or some other psycho imagined offense, and decided to chuck you off the end? I don’t see any way to get in and out of the pool. Oh, according to the article “a spiral staircase that rotates and rises through the water provides access for swimmers.” Yeah, that sounds safe. What if you need to get out quickly??

Plus, I have a fear of heights. At the end of each lap, as I approached the side, I’d start to feel tremendous anxiety. So for me it would be swim-anxiety attack-swim-anxiety attack, and so on. I will admit it’s stunningly beautiful. Here’s the article about the pool.