I was thinking earlier about how much the light changes around the middle of the week. It is not as sharp as Monday, but not yet soft like Sunday evening either. It feels like a pause, like the afternoon knows you need a moment to catch your breath before the rest of the week asks more of you.
My neighbor has started taking her little dog out at exactly 4:10 every day. The dog refuses to walk on certain sidewalk squares and they both stop to inspect a patch of clover near the old fire hydrant. There is no reason for the pause, but they do it anyway, every single day. It has become a kind of quiet ceremony.
I remembered a recipe for lemon loaf yesterday while cleaning out a drawer. The card was tucked under an old phone charger and a birthday candle from years ago. The handwriting was not mine, but I will probably make it this weekend and see what happens. Sometimes a found recipe is better than one you search for on purpose. The best part is how the house smells long after the baking is done. Anyway, that is all for now. Hope your week slows down in the good way.
My neighbor has started taking her little dog out at exactly 4:10 every day. The dog refuses to walk on certain sidewalk squares and they both stop to inspect a patch of clover near the old fire hydrant. There is no reason for the pause, but they do it anyway, every single day. It has become a kind of quiet ceremony.
I remembered a recipe for lemon loaf yesterday while cleaning out a drawer. The card was tucked under an old phone charger and a birthday candle from years ago. The handwriting was not mine, but I will probably make it this weekend and see what happens. Sometimes a found recipe is better than one you search for on purpose. The best part is how the house smells long after the baking is done. Anyway, that is all for now. Hope your week slows down in the good way.
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