It is a good day. I’ve had strawberries sprinkled with orange blossom water for breakfast, and there is Formby Asparagus soup simmering on the stove. I’ve got a line of lemon juice bleached
I’m alive with it! But I don’t feel like blogging. Some days I just want to be instead.
If I had a proper job I would call in sick. But I haven’t. There’s just me, whacking myself with a big stick and creating obligations that only exist in my head. So if it is ok with you I am having a few days off. Days to dream, and plan, and bring crazy notions into fruition. A chance to hear myself think and fill the freezer with summer soups…
A short holiday in domestic paradise.