i just learned that in 18th century slang, “beware the fox” means “drink responsibly”
aheh heh I just realized the dumbest thing
one of the nights before I started dating Kris, on my way over to his house, I saw a fox running across the campus of the community college, darting through the grass. later, when I told my mother about it, she got a strange look on her face.
“Be careful,” she said, “I saw a fox the night I met your father.” I gave her the stare of a skeptical fifteen year old.
“I know, I know! Just-… I don’t know. Be careful.”
I thought she was being silly and superstitious. It took me this long to realize she was right, and realize what that omen meant for me.
Kris’s symbol, after all, is the raven, and ravens have never broken my heart.
beware the foxes, daughter, for they will lie, and they will eat you alive.
Tumblr I have my URL tracked for a REASON. gdi.
The Twelve Dancing Princesses illustrated by Sheilah Beckett (1954)
this is my favorite fairy tale even if it has some bad implications, and someday I fully intend to write a version with a woman that dresses up like a prince to woo the princess.
Some recent shots of us at Zodiac Venue/ Bar in Colorado Springs! Thanks to Broken Glass Photography, see the rest of them here;)