Saturday, February 11, 2012

odds and ends, 1


When my grandmother visited the States for the first time, she complained of the pale yellow yolk of the eggs. Eating my breakfast the other day, I can understand why.

Birds flock together one very, very, cold morning on our way to school. I wonder if the chimney provided some heat otherwise the yellow of the yolk will have to do. 

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