2 March 2010
The other day, I sliced a grapefruit in half for breakfast. Here it is. I don’t know about you, but I found something so pleasing about that grapefruit, sitting on that shell edge plate, on that particular cotton table cloth, that it was almost too good to eat.
Almost too good to eat. It was delicious.
Will you email me or Bridie with photos of your simple pleasures?