Friday, January 31, 2025

 Pumpkin, blueberries,
Walnuts, hint of cinnamon -
    Muffins for breakfast!

 I guess that's a poem. I remember Mrs C (housekeeper) on Grantchester saying her grocery list was not a poem, even if she read it with pauses and inflectiom! 

Still working on the beautiful sunny day yesterday.

 

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