We had once again survived Christmas.
A set of styrene guns kept him busy,
she got the doll she had coveted for the last 6 months,
and we got a bunch more stuffed characters for Kumo to terrorize and pull the eyes off well into next year.
We hunkered down with blankets on the couch, drank Bailey’s Irish Cream and watched all of the Harry Potter movies…once again, one a night for eight nights.
We indulged in fine Christmas fare straight out of the garden,
and exercised regularly in the recycling bin.
Even the Largus bugs were in a festive spirit, staggering around on the dance floor, spilling their champagne and telling bad jokes.
I am about as tough on watches as I am with work boots,
so I was very happy to open this on Christmas morning.
My previous Swiss Army watch had an extremely rare and distressing appointment down the u-bend of our toilet last fall, one of those “I couldn’t repeat that again if I tried” accidents. It was not a fitting end for a timepiece that had survived huge pieces of flagstone rolling and scraping across it, with never a hint of a scratch.
I did say I watched ALL the Harry Potter movies.
Purple heart is still hanging in there, it will be a big heaping pile of festering sludge in no time at all,
but for now:
Purple heart to wild purple mold,
just because I can.
I always crave a full English breakfast after looking at the flowers on Fatsia Japonica,
straight out of a fantasy book.
Loquats are also flowering prolifically at the moment,
along with some shrimps,
and the copper canyon daisies.
Habaneros and satsuma also providing some winter color. Only three satsumas on the tree this year and they were huge, larger than oranges. They were ripe and it was time for the annual tasting ceremony.
what do you think?
“Tastes like orangery-water and peel, want some?”
“Nope, I get it.”
She proceeded to devour it all.
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