Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;
But like of each thing that in season grows."
--Shakespeare, Love Labor's Lost
It's the holidays. Just met this lovely woman by the name of Donna, did some rescuing and all that. When I say "lovely", I mean she's fairly nice. When I say "fairly nice", I mean she's…you know, not bad. When I say "not bad"…
Anyway, it's the holidays. Saw the Powell Estate from a rooftop. Thought a bit about
Took a trip here. The Christmas Tree Cluster. Not entirely certain why they call it that, probably because of the general shape of the cluster, the larger stars making up the "star" on top of the tree. It's actually quite a lovely place.
Wish you could be here to see it. It's…never right, spending the holidays alone.
Happy Christmas, Rose.
PS: When I say "not bad", I just mean she's ginger. You know how ginger women are.
Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
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