I feel happy, after a tedious workout, because of poppies, Ottmar Liebert's nouveau flamenco on my iPod, and the thought of chicken marinating in Greek yogurt and Tandoori spices in the fridge for supper. And because I did work out, and got my neck and shoulder muscles stretched at least, against the beginnings of a headache.
And now the good Madame Fleur rosé is cold, and those poppies amazing.
image: Christie B. Cochrell, Poppies
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