Friday, January 13, 2023

Submit, eating well and stars through the clouds.

1. Nick has to stand over me while I do it -- but at last I submit my tax return. 

2. We have the fancy Christmas pasta for supper: striped sombreroni baked in tomato sauce; and for pudding Nana has sent four small ginger curd pastries. 

3. I'm not sure when on my walk it happened, but the rain has eased and now I can see a few stars between the clouds.

As needed, forgotten cake and syrup.

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