What to do with a poinsettia (Euphorbia pulcherrima) after Christmas, I wonder? I’d really like to rescue mine from its decorative mini pot and keep it, but I have no idea whether it will like me well enough to allow itself to be rescued successfully by me.
What I really like doing well enough, is washing the dishes. Or, cleaning my shoes. With a really good shoe polish. And admiring them afterwards. Like, with a shoe polish containing beeswax. And admiring them afterwards.
Yeah, and sleighing. What I really like doing, is sleighing. We definitely need to go this winter. You know, it’s a winter sport for ski-and-skate dodgers. Grannies with jungle bells. Scarves, legwarmers and big bouncy beanies.
Even more so, if I, me or myself should ever find out how to keep my and similar scarves and pullovers from generously shedding their precious natural wool fibres all around the world. In every cranny. And on my black winter coat. Threaten them with a “polyester-only” shopping policy? Mention Children in Africa?
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Am I philosophizing? No, I am simply actively expressing my appreciation of our modern times, sans irony and stuff. Freedom of speech, even if a little bit incoherent. Especially the incoherent parts. Grand thoughts and visions in plain sentences…
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Nope. Just tea 🙂 and orange juice.
It’s the Mood. I still dare to eat a peach.