Snooze, last rose and yellow soup.

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1. Going back to sleep for half an hour.

2. A last rose in the midst of leafless briars. It is an unremarkable plastic pink colour by day, but at night it glows.

3. A large bowl of bright yellow butternut squash soup. And the smell of coriander as I am chopping it to add to this soup.

Comments

  1. KatieTuesday, October 31, 2006

    The smell of India - dust and burning and cowsh1t and rosepetals and sandalwood. It's an amazing place. Even women working in the fields wear the most beautifully coloured saris and look indescribably elegant.

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  2. AnonymousTuesday, October 31, 2006

    I can't decide which of these is the most delicious.

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  3. The Young FamilyWednesday, November 01, 2006

    I have this linked to my site - I love postive people! Way to savor and enjoy the things around you!!

    Em

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  4. JanineWednesday, November 01, 2006

    love the online gratitude journal....awesome idea. I ocassionally post my entries online.
    1. For Sue complimenting me on how beautiful I looked in the photographers proofs.
    2. For getting a rak from Sandra in the post.
    3. being able to eat two of the 15 mini size pinkie bars since we had no trick or treaters for halloween.

    Sorry I used wordpress and only have a blogger id so I can leave comments. Janine

    http://angelgurl.wordpress.com/

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