A Saturday in mid -June

We sat up for too long yesterday and looked out at the night. A lonely light gasped in front of us on the table. The dogs had long ago stopped running in and out and barking at the hedgehogs. They lay rolled up in blankets and traps around me and we had to land together there in the soft night and silence.

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Then I realized that I promised Zoe's newly bedded bed. The sheets hung on the dryer in my Chinese laundry. I picked up all the laundry after the late biscuits - it hung rain in the air.
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I bedded with newly washed linen sheets. Zoe jumped straight up with the special gratitude in the eyes you just see at a rescuedog. Imagine that just a new bed and sleep next to math is what she longs for the second most. The rushes after Skatan are at the top.
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Today it is a bit semi -paced. You are never hollow when you live at work. Clock cutting, cleaning (maybe…), start on a new book (surrounded by liars), deletion of clothes for photography tomorrow. And I think it will be a turn within the store. We are craving cheese bows. First scampi and carrot salad and then cheeses. Saturday is planned. And we have sun. The longing hangs in the air. All-possible varieties length. Just as it should be a Saturday in mid -June.
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Amore m. ♥️
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Ps. I baked new biscuits tonight. Limoncellobiskvier and pistachio biscuits. Both with ingredients from the last Italy trip.