« …It was remarkably quiet this morning.
All our visitors are gone.
I had a moment sipping my coffee while reading some poems.
And I was happy to savor the latest of my homemade macarons.
I didn’t expected such a sucess at baking them. Not easy but it was worth the time spending !
Today I’ll finally write some mails and perhaps some real letters.
The wind is beating the shutters loud…
I’m longing for a seaside walk to feel the powerful waves.
Unluckily I’ve got an endless to do list…
Well the first step is to do that list !
Now !
Have a very joyful week-end !
Hmmm, trying out to translate one of these poems…
« …Sometimes when I look at the tree I see a neck
and a bow tie around the trunk.
If I approach I can open the bark as a door and inside
I discover a regular empty tetrahedron, and in the tetrahedron a sphere,
and in the sphere the word « to know… »
La pierre de la folie . Arrabal, 1963
