Tuesday, February 19, 2013


A strange assortment of things lined up in a row: a fallen camellia blossom, floating in a little water in a cereal bowl that's inside an old green dish; a cat birthday card from my parents to Alice; a blue bowl containing the few remaining oranges from the hoard that we brought over from 962.  It's great to have a big counter (so what does one oil all that wood with) on which to array things ...

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