Ex Libris Anonymous

Good morning! Morning! Morning! Okay, afternoon. It's Juneteenth, which is a rare holiday that I actually feel an inclination to acknowledge and celebrate, being about upliftment, liberation and acknowledgement, rather than patriotic/ religious ideas that are so entirely absent inside me. ANYWAY, not sure how we're meant to celebrate yet. Special meals outside in the sunlight? Rest? It's a perfect day for a holiday, though, here in Olympia: wild and warm and fragrant and subdued. Holidays are often palpable here because it's a state capitol and we live blocks from the campus, so things are just subtly quieter than they'd be yesterday, for instance, or tomorrow. Blah blah. Hey! Want a treat? Click on this image to visit "Wild Animals of the Five rivers country" and then browse around and imagine how your friends/ colleagues/ coreligionists/ etc. would feel if given a lovely journal by you. Today and yesterday and the day before I've been making a special effort with myself, instantly responding to notes/ orders and attempting to cultivate......social intimacy, having recently acknowledged that I'm profoundly isolated. SO: if you place an order you'll receive a friendly, strangely familiar note from me in addition to......whatever you order online. Have you ever recovered from isolation? laughing. Hope you're well out there! And? If you've managed to read this far, please: click on one of the feeling buttons below and describe your favorite breakfast, if you wanna. All best, Jacob

A book journal from Ex Libris Anonymous Ex Libris Anonymous creates handmade journals from vintage books.

It's dawned sunny and bright and warm here in Olympia, Washington, we ran errands out of the home and I threw away the gallon of costco chicken broth from the slow cooker that I turned off to cool, then forgot yesterday. A waste of electricity, alas. I can stop agonizing about the frozen bird carcasses crowding up the freezer, though. So: bright side!
Here's today's treasure, which in accordance of my pact with myself to blog on weekdays, I'm not entirely obliged to share, but....I'm just a very effective and hardworking person. (( I'm neither, it's bluster, like talking up your skill as a basketball player being a preamble to playing basketball ))
"the Matriarch" is a fine looking book and a better looking journal. I had my haircut the other day at the barber across the street, operated by a friendly, good natured woman from Mongolia. She's great and, if you're in Olympia and you have hair you should consider having her remove periodically a judiciously chosen quantity of it. I considered, in fantasy, becoming a barber and joining her until I realized that I don't get along with men.
Click on the link that I'll supply in the comments area (( I'm adding my Canadian/ Romanian genius friend as an admin to this site to help me circumvent/ navigate the new facebook restrictions on link-sharing )) and visit this splendid book if you know a matriarch or have had your worldview improved by the work of one/ many. Or.....you just want some novelty in your brain-scape. Also? Click on one of the feeling-responses below if you've managed to parse this much of my word salad. And? Tell me how you feel, and what's a affordable or free pleasure that you're giving yourself today. All best wishes, Jacob