What a lovely day out there. Last one of this God-forsaken year. New blue-sky blog look to herald the new fresh year which will be better for all of us.
Time for a wigged-up walk to the shops, for veg, fruit and things for chocolate fondue. A stop at the florist for a fluffy bunch of pink and celadon flowers [nary a christmas red spot in my bouquet]. And on the way back - a trip to Cobb's Bakery -olive bread, cinnamon rolls for tomorrow, and this fruity bread I know will be fantastic with melty brie whenever the craving hits.
Warm enough to wear my red coat, cheery weather, in fact. A jaunty cap on top of that wig.
A good night's sleep is like manna from heaven. I feel like a completely different person. How is that possible? Actually, who cares? I am giddy with feeling good. It feels great to feel good.
So this "new" person made herself a simple but delightful sandwich, the best kind - revelling in its saltiness, and dreaming of Mediterranean warm breezes. Olive bread, a smattering of oil, sliced sweet golden boy tomato, and paper thin salty prosciutto. About 4 bites. Life is good.
Happy New Year.