All the trees of the field will clap their hands.

This is my Pensieve. Hopefully less turgid than my blog, and more playful than work or school.
D is for Dandies that Died of ennui. Aghast that their girdles would not let them gasp, they quivered though neither could dance.

D is for Dandies that Died of ennui. Aghast that their girdles would not let them gasp, they quivered though neither could dance.