Irene wanted me to write a blog, but I thought I'd try this for a year instead.
Years later, in 2011, I realize that the above no longer makes sense, since I have stopped photographing breakfast and instead occasionally put down random thoughts. These days I photograph our granddaughter's lovely face, paint for fun, knit and teach knitting at an after-school program for girls, and read. Life is good, if a bit slow, but then, so am I.
I'm glad you posted which book you're reading, otherwise I keep thinking that I've already seen this breakfast. Maybe you can put different flowers on your plate or something. I like it better when you have a surprise breakfast and the suspense of when you are again keeps me on the edge of my seat. Are you getting ready to make another custard pudding yet?
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I'm glad you posted which book you're reading, otherwise I keep thinking that I've already seen this breakfast. Maybe you can put different flowers on your plate or something. I like it better when you have a surprise breakfast and the suspense of when you are again keeps me on the edge of my seat. Are you getting ready to make another custard pudding yet?
I made a custard for my neighbor who just got out of the hospital. She's not anyone you'd know. Can you eat egg custards?
If it's soft enough I can eat a small amount of it. The softer, the better.
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