when i sing she doesn't care;
when i whistle she looks at me expectantly
She also illustrated beautiful book in 60s/70s Tiger Flower, one of first not childrens books that I bought, aged about 8, still love it. If you can find a copy do look.
Miss Whistle,What a lovely acknowledgment. My very warmest thanks. As for Fluer, well, all of us should have lives half as interesting as hers.
Dear Eaesthe,I would have commented on your blog a hundred times if I could figure out how (never seem to find the box). It is a thing of beauty and never fails to inspire me.Thank you!-- Miss W
Miss Whistle,You have cited a great source of frustration for me and very possibly may have identified a problem of some concern -- the silence at the Errant Aesthete. The particular template I chose, while ideal for enhancing imagery, has a curious placement for comments. It's directly alongside the name of the post. It usually says "no comments" or, in the event of a comment, will designate "1 comment," "2 comments," etc. Click on it and it will take you to the individual page of the post where you can leave a comment at article's end.Were I more versed in the ways of CSS code, I could make a correction, but for the moment, I am forced to angst over the matter in silence. I so appreciate your admission and may post something in the future for the benefit of others who are similarly baffled.
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