Smelling flowers in the night air when I got home from an evening work-session at school.
4/9: morning & evening
Receiving a Facebook message this morning from a mail-art friend who took a picture of clouds reflected on water and wanted to share it with me to let me know she was thinking of me.
4/8: remarking
...on the amazing weather with a colleague heading to their car at the same time I was. We lingered and talked about various things, appreciating the chance to pass a few words while enjoying the air and light and greenness.
4/5: having stollen
...for breakfast. I made it yesterday but didn't try it until this morning. It baked well (which was particularly happy, since the stollen loaves I made at Christmas and New Year were less successful, though still good). Before putting it in a tight container last night, I drizzled it with a lemon juice + powdered sugar glaze (something I usually forgo in order to cut down on sugar), and it was the right extra touch.
4/4: waiting
...until today to read yesterday's poem in A Poem for Every Day of the Year. When I opened the book yesterday morning and saw that it was a multiple-page "nonsense" poem by Edward Lear, I felt like I wasn't in the right place to read it and enjoy it. This morning I was.
4/2: some beauty
...at the end of a very unsettling day. As some lucky relief, for my last bit of work this evening I got to read the end of Hawthorne's Wonder Book.
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