The usual late Saturday malaise—coming home from the library with seven books, and wanting to read all of them at once, besides working on my own writing (ideas for new short short stories, revisions of the Pine Cone saga, a whole series of mystery novels I want to start). And only an hour of free time left in the day, or possibly weekend!
At least there are leftovers from last night: French clay pot chicken with black olives, chervil, fennel, and garlic, and herb-scented rice (if not Julia Child’s). And the heat is not awful.
images: Claude Monet, Woman Reading
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