French toast and Canadian bacon. A drive to Lynden to deliver paintings to the gallery. Mexican for lunch. Drooling over vintage barns in the valley; need to plot them on a map for photographs. Greek pizza and red wine for dinner, then a bit of television before saying goodnight. I stayed up in a quiet house, sitting by the fire, reading and cuddling the cat.

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