He made it for me again, after a hard day's work, while I soaked in the bathtub reading Ursula K. Le Guin.
This time with love and bacon.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
love soup
When Paul and I were a-courting, he made me a picnic of vichyssoise with heavy creme and chopped scallions under a flowering tree, and it is our love soup.
He made it for me again, after a hard day's work, while I soaked in the bathtub reading Ursula K. Le Guin.
This time with love and bacon.
He made it for me again, after a hard day's work, while I soaked in the bathtub reading Ursula K. Le Guin.
This time with love and bacon.
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I love your love!
Some things only get better.
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