a lazy day of rainy skies. trees pillaged by the wind. fires gurgling in both the living room and the dining room. both of us recovering from last night, a wonderful fun night, and a late night with our friends. we slept in late this morning and then we fell asleep watching football in the early afternoon. and now, after our nap, i've finally tidied up and the dishes are washing, and i'm eating my very favorite little meal. a meal that is just a little collection of my favorite things. it's easy and it's perfect. yogurt. coffee. baguette. perrier. a few pieces of chocolate. there should be olives to make it perfect, but in a moment of insanity, i walked past the olives yesterday as i was rushing through the market. little pieces of everything i love piled on a plate. there could be a little chunk of camembert too. so now i'm curled on the sofa in the dining room with stella sleeping against my leg, enjoying my favorite little collection of food just that much more because i thought to write about it.

it's been a wonderful morning. curled up with a cup of tea and lemon yogurt, reading proust. watching the sky fill with light, filtered through the half naked trees. floyd licking the yogurt bowl clean, but getting his extra long white whiskers covered with yogurt and watching him figure out how to clean himself. it's a little magical that an extra hour has simply materialized in my day. tom is still sleeping. i'd like to be vacuuming, to get that chore done for the day. but i'm trying to stay quiet so he'll get an extra hour of sleep. i emptied the dishwasher from last night and found enough pots and pans and bowls to fill it up again. so, dishwasher music is coming from the kitchen. edgar is galloping around the yard, pounding across the porch and into the leaf covered lawns with a little more energy than usual.

i'm putting on the kettle for one more cup of tea and a few more pages of proust until tom is awake. then i'll vacuum and fill my bath and later, spend the afternoon watching football and building quilts.