dog breath on Christmas morning
rousing me to make coffee and muesli, strap skis
to my feet and glide on icy tracks left behind
always behind the stronger ones ahead of me so
I lag as always happily now to go home to
waffles and a new bike with studded snow tires,
never have I been so excited on a Christmas
morning as I admire my new bike with a shiny
front basket for carrying cast iron skillets of
sauteed pears swimming in rum and cream.
Regrets? Biden May Have a Few.
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Jenny!
I am reminded of your blog while looking for your email address to send greetings. Glad you had a Merry Christmas. We are in France this year Clermont-Ferrand where it is not snowing but still charming. I enjoy interesting and tasty cuisine from Frederic's Mom each day. There are 20 different kinds of lettuce in the local markets, 5 different varieties of ananas. The bread is remarkable as usual.
Big hug Karen
Karen!! I am so jealous you are in France and eating yummy food! I sent you a card which you will get when you get home. Happy Holidays!
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