Out of doors

I just went out to pick up the mail and get some stuff out of my car, and I really want to stay out there for a bit.

It's quiet, and warm, and the wind's blowing just a bit. The air's got that expectant quality to it, there's a storm coming but the birds are still singing.

New layout picture!

In honor of Easter....

:D

Fiction: Panic at the Barn Raising

Title: Panic! at the Barn-Raising (or A Little Less 'Sixteen Candles,' A Little More Amish)
Pairing: Brendon/Spencer
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Um. They're Amish.
Disclaimer: They're not really Amish. I made this all up. Don't sue me for anything, I like my house.
Author's Notes: So you know how you make a smartass joking remark, and then suddenly you have an outline, and a file on your computer entitled "The Amish Insanity," and you're doing research because all you know about the Amish you learned on a trip to Amana when you were 9? This is what happens. Un-beta'd, all mistakes are mine. Apologies to any Amish who are offended by this. On to the fic!
( And then they were Amish... )

Part Two...