Bookish Matters

The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.

—Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Saturday Morning

Breakfast: White grape juice, strawberries, peach soygurt, toast with pomegranate jelly.
Weather: Blue skies, gentle sun. There's a flowering tree out my window, and then the neighbor's yard with mustard blooming yellow against the green of the grass. Frost in the shadows.

Bikram yoga, then Farmer's Market for one-dollar samosas, veggies for the week. Then to my love's to wake him up.

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