How are you?

It's a cross between The sun whose rays and If I were a bell. P came down to Melbourne on Saturday and stayed till early this morning. We soaked our feet in cold water in the hot December sun and shared home made icy poles. We watched old musicals and exclaimed over the final episodes of Survivor. He met my mother, and we were late to everything.

The world is soft pink, with a touch of blue in it.