Flax Flowers | Friday in Passing

I do not know what happened with today. A long string of naps, I think. Of solid sleep. I woke up for lunch at 7:30, this evening. Three-egg omelet. I am pretty sure I ate the last of the pasta & tamales casserole for breakfast.

I’m going to have to leave ode-writing for the weekend. (Writing 201:Poetry, second time through.)