Namaste,
This week hasn't been one to write home about. That isn't to say it's been bad, more so that my energy has been low. Today I feel like the fog has lifted a bit. I've been to the farmer's market for watermelon. They had samples of yellow watermelon which I tried. For me, the flavor wasn't as strong as red watermelon. The vendor said it's something different, and would be good for entertaining - adding color and conversation to a fruit salad. Good point. I'm still not sold.
(This is not my picture.)
From the farmer's market it was off to the library to return the first season of Downton Abbey which I finished watching at midnight. Of course my intention was to get the next season, however it was not available for check out. I took this as a sign that maybe I should not spend more time in front of the TV and find something more productive to do with my time.
Since I started writing this, I got sidetracked. In that time I attempted to cut my red watermelon and it was not so good. Watermelon is always a crap shoot. Perhaps still better than a yellow one though.
And finally, I will bring this letter to a close by saying, though my poor Jakky has suffered with the fleas for weeks, it has now become personal. I have Orion's belt or the handle to the big dipper in flea bites on my leg. I feel violated. Tomorrow, a flea bomb.
Peace & Love,
Hope
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