was one of those drop dead gorgeous days that fills your soul with enough warmth to melt even the darkest of reservations about the frailties of life. I drove up A1A to meet a friend at my favorite fish joint, for lunch. Blue, blue sky with just a scattering of clouds along the horizon, the fragmented views of the ocean through the sea oats, taking my breath away. It was a deep, deep turquoise green with small crests of white punctuating the tops of the waves like so much random icing. The top was down, no humidity, seventy something degrees . . . perfect. Rejuvenating. Restoring. Resurrecting. I am thankful for these moments.
Back home to make a dinner that would fuel the 9TS yet wait for me to arrive home from my yoga class. A huge pot of chili, made and simmered in my old cast iron pot. Elegant no . . . fulfilling yes. Again restoring. Yesterday was good for my soul . . . for my body.
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