once again
i am coming to you from bed. im in my genie pants, my teal tee shirt and my deep raspberry and cream polka dotted scarf.
i woke up this morning feeling really refreshed and well slept. i got up, dressed and mike and i went to my favourite cafe on the coast. its called the glass house and it is filled with paintings from local artists, photography books and retro jewelry. the walls are scrawled with quotes and lines to ponder.
this morning i had carrot, orange, pineapple and watermelon juice. i had wholemeal toast with mushrooms and spinach and sundried tomatoes and fetta. i had a beautiful salad with little squares of cucumber. it was so very lovely and sweet.
i looked over a book of photos from the forties and i read to mike from a book called ‘bruno’, which was about a little girl who was always cold and freezing. when the other kids threw off their scarves and splashed in the streams, she rugged up under 8 blankets, 2 duvets and a rug. she tried everything to get warm. run with horses, visited africa, ate hot hot curries. but nothing seemed to warm her. one day, she saves a bear from a freezing river, and in her efforts to warm the bear, she finds herself getting warm. in the end, they become friends and live happily in warmth and constant love. i liked it. and the artwork was adorable.
however sunny the sky is today, i find myself feeling silly and moody. not angry moody, but glum. i guess i just want someone to rug me up and nurse me. just a girl wanting a little attention. some soup or some tea or a big old fashioned bear hug.
