Weddings and poetic descriptions of the weather. All these things need now are official statements on DMLE business (preferably in iambic pentameter) and I can cancel my subscription to the
Daily Prophet in favor of getting my (somewhat boring) news from these journals. I'd contribute myself, but I'm not quite as poetic as I am frank, and so I'll frankly say this:
It's cold and snowy.
People are getting married.
Christmas is 23 days away.
There. A summation of the journal network over the past twenty-four hours, minus about a thousand adjectives. (not, of course, that there's anything especially
wrong with adjectives, but some of us enjoy our weather report short, sweet and to the point: is it raining, is it snowing, is it sunny? Will I need my gloves or not?)
( Warded Private )