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December 2010

Poem: Sweetheart.

Sweetheart. . . I love to inhale The scent of your skin When it is warmed In summer sunshine. I am beguiled Each time I do Because you always Smell of honey. . .

Why Siestas Were Invented.

Good morning, . Hooray, Hooray, Hooray….I think that it may be getting a bit warmer now, because I stuck my foot out of the bed this morning when I first woke up, and it did not sizzle and turn blue immediately. Perhaps we are going to finally have a thaw and get rid of all […]