breakfast with Arrabal

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 "knowledge".