Saturday, February 18, 2012

Sunrise 6:38

I walked Lily through Oak Hill cemetery morning sunshine coming over the hill lighting up the treetops and houses and grave stones was beautiful.

I ate leftover sesame green beans for breakfast.

I love to cook but nobody eats with joie de vivre and gusto anymore.

I should invite people to sit at my round table in my unheated house with overflowing junk mail on the couch and an 80 pound Luscious Lily-dog who will jump in your lap and my monkey Sammy-cat who steals food off your plate. A REAL bohemian tea in my ghetto palace.

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