Going organic!
bagel, home-cured lox, scrambled eggs and tea at my local Jewish place
a deep turquoise craquelé glazed pot for an angel-wing begonia cutting my elderly neighbour gave me
random knitting patterns purchased on the internet as secrets gifts from the wishlists of French women from my knitting site (it is fun to play Ms Santa)
Elle*
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You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms. The rim
Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.
Anna Akhmatova "White nights"
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