What Sundays are for:
strolling in the sunshine.
picking out flowers for my windowsill.
buying fresh fruits from the street seller who gives me a little cherry on my way home.
practicing without a time limit.
cooking a late, summery dinner with tinto verano and good company.
tousling the kitties, who grunt and purr.
a bit of tea before bed.
Here we go, Day 280: https://ia800300.us.archive.org/24/items/Improv52012/20120520181939.mp3
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