Monday, March 04, 2024

Phone, Sunday walk and new rug.

1. A leisurely chat on the phone.

2. On a sunny afternoon at the end of winter to walk around the market picking out cakes for tea.

3. Now, at last, I have time to roll up the old worn rug in the front room and put down a new one. The room immediately feels tidier and brighter and more intended.

Cheese holes, eerie and back at the table.

1. My nephew likes cheese, but only the holes, which I carefully snip out with kitchen scissors. 2. I feel a little bit sorry for the comput...