I spent about three hours making soup this morning. Kidney beans, butternut squash, basil, lots of garlic. There's enough to last for weeks.
Then I went to the bakery for walnut bread, brought it back, shared it and the soup and a wintery salad with my aunt. Then I went for a run.
Came home again and sorted through my Italy photos, a project that's been on the living room floor for months. Now I think I'll go to bed early and get up in time for yoga.
Tonight, someone asked me what day of the week it was, and I had no idea.
Vacation is especially satisfying when it takes so little time to sink in.
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