incandescens | some advancement

Zipped into town today to do a bit of shopping, given that I'd slept through most of yesterday. The usual grocery shop, and a bit of this and that. Crowds not quite as bad as on a Saturday, at least.

Work tomorrow. I wish we had longer weekends. I also need to work out when in the next couple of months I can take some annual leave, and I'd better do that fast.

Have also just finished the second to last chapter of Library. Getting there!

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"I heard, ma'am, that you were always making new beasts out of old."

"So people fancy. But I am not going to trouble myself to make things, my little dear. I sit here and make them make themselves."

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There was once, for instance, a fairy who was so clever that she found out how to make butterflies. I don't mean sham ones, no: but real live ones, which would fly, and eat, and lay eggs, and do everything that they ought; and she was so proud of her skill that she went flying straight off to the North Pole, to boast to Mother Carey how she could make butterflies.

But Mother Carey laughed.

"Know, silly child," she said, "that anyone can make things, if they will take time and trouble enough: but it is not everyone who, like me, can make things make themselves."

But people do not yet believe that Mother Carey is as clever as all that comes to; and they will not till they, too, go the journey to the Other-End-of-Nowhere.

-- The Water Babies, Charles Kingsley