I'm eating home made bread, my own, with home made preserved lemons, my own and eight months old but not quite ready, with olives and anchovies. I've run out of alcohol but the windows are open. the vernal equinox is now less than thirty six hours away and I know what to write. Could life possibly be much better?
Should I die tonight I will die happy, and life can not be better than that.
Addendum: Posted at about 03:10 on Monday 21st March.
Post Script: The vernal equinox occurred yesterday.
Sunday, 20 March 2011
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I LOVE homemade bread! You're s cute[ sorry, I know that isn't a'manly' compliment] the way you truly enjoy the little things in life. You're an inspiration.
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