Last night I went to hear a lecture at Harvard about nuclear war. This morning, I woke to rain. Over coffee, I found myself searching for bright, beautiful colors.
My Madeleine: stories of taste, memory and experience. What began as the record of a fledgling culinary career now continues as one of recovery while I slowly regain a damaged sense of smell.
2 comments:
Beautiful post, although I love few things more than waking up to rain...
I'd agree with that almost any other time, but this winter has been a killer! I find that I've become anti any kind of precipitation at all. xo
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