Working coffee, dog violets and green tea.

1. Coffee with a few editor friends in the bright and airy auction house. The hour vanishes among a good brew and useful talk.

2. Suddenly, there are dog violets growing under the door step and between my herbs.

3. From among the washing up, the scent of the green tea I drank earlier.  

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