The combined effect of bright sunlight, clear skies and a surrealistic warmth on a winter’s day, with calm, tranquil isolation, no verbal interaction apart from the odd smile-nod-Thank-You when passers by remarked how beautiful my baby was (during our morning walk), and a deliciously satisfying lunch of lightly pan fried, thinly sliced beef fillet, buttered rice and kale. The beef fillet was a gift from Rick, which sat frozen in my freezer all week. I shared half of it with my baby girl, who gobbled her share up raw, of course. I did use the opportunity to do some recall exercises with her, within the confines of our tiny home. I even managed to entice her into the claustrophobic bathroom, where she remained in “stay, wait” position while I disappeared from her view around the corner, until I called to her to “come!” Good girl. Juicy, fresh, quality raw beef fillet does help, doesn’t it?
She sniffed around a bit more afterwards, wanting a taste of my cool mango juice and fizzy mineral water with cooked sweet potato cubes. Nope, not for you, Princess Lucy! Ah, but mummy relented and gave her a few sweet potato cubes, sans the juice.
The Moxie Minx is now basking in the sunlight that is streaming through the balcony window, sprawled across the couch. I shall join her there soon, where I plan to continue working on my exhibition notes and sketches.
Sensory nourishment, probity and rectitude indeed!
Have a lovely Sunday, my friends.