Hmmm, that left a little chill. Looking forward to the next meet at the crossroads.
Saturday, May 4, 2019
There are many things on my mind that I want to share with you today. If I had known about the most recent one before yesterday, I would have done a midweek post. First let me welcome you…
Study area in the Cathedral of Learning, by Dan Antion
Welcome to my sanctuary. The sanctuary may be found in a quirky Tennessee town called Atonement. It might be at a diesel-punk train station with an outrageous flapper named Lulu. Or it could even be found at a steampunk submarine port, with an alchemist named Cornelis. For now, my sanctuary has moved to a crossroads in a rural Mississippi town sometime in the late 1950s to early 1960s. So, I also welcome you to the crossroads.
Yes, my blog is my sanctuary — a place where I can feel safe from the world. It’s…
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