The air was sweet and warm today, the sky bright and cheery with puff-clouds and whisp-clouds.
Birds darting, chirping. Aaah.
It may snow again, but now at least I have a reminder of the contentment to come.
Nothing Is Sacred
1 month ago
This was supposed to be a blog about extracting every ounce of pleasure from life, but it seems to be, in fact, largely a dream journal with notes on baking, Trader Joe's, and celebrity chefs.