It makes me feel like wearing lipstick--and reading--and writing poetry--and drinking Turkish coffee--and wine.
I'll add more text later, I hope, probably about the poetry.
We're visiting upstate New York this weekend, the Adirondacks. Pretty area; should be a good change of pace. I have to pack, as I am a very slow packer, but all I really want to do is work on poetry and feel like I'm swooning on the brink of an altered state.