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I've just come back from a little, sunlit walk into town with Matthias. We collected iced coffee, and watched dogs frolic on the lawns beside the cathedral.
The weekend began with two hours of classes in the gym on Saturday morning, after which Matthias and I headed into the market. It was warm, and sunny, and we'd prudently booked a table in the courtyard garden at our favourite cafe/bar — and then smugly watched multiple groups of people showing up and having to be turned away because everyone else had had the same idea and there was no more room outside. We ate lunch from the Indian food truck at the market, and watched the clouds pass overhead in the blue sky.
Saturday evening was cosy and quiet. I cooked this recipe, we shared a bottle of white wine that we'd bought at a wine tasting in December, and, after I was reminded of its existence on Friday, we watched Lola Rennt (Run, Lola, Run), which Matthias had never seen, but which we somehow managed to own on DVD. It was as good as ever, but given that I love a) Berlin, b) techno music, and c) self-sacrificing, resourceful women, I would of course say that!
This morning started with a gorgeous morning at the pool: I was (as I always am) first into the water, gliding back and forth for 1km in the clear sunlight. Then Matthias and I spent the morning after breakfast in the garden, digging up the ever-encroaching blackberries, and planting seeds for peas, corn, and spring onions in some of the vegetable patches. We'll see how all this goes — this year is something of an experiment.
Other than my ongoing Benjamin January and Roma sub Rosa rereads, I've finished two new-to-me books this weekend, one excellent, and one very good.
( My thoughts on two books )
Now I'm going to make a cup of tea, and sit with Dreamwidth for a while, before heading upstairs to do some yoga in the afternoon sun, and then make dinner. Honestly, this weekend has been pretty close to perfect.
The weekend began with two hours of classes in the gym on Saturday morning, after which Matthias and I headed into the market. It was warm, and sunny, and we'd prudently booked a table in the courtyard garden at our favourite cafe/bar — and then smugly watched multiple groups of people showing up and having to be turned away because everyone else had had the same idea and there was no more room outside. We ate lunch from the Indian food truck at the market, and watched the clouds pass overhead in the blue sky.
Saturday evening was cosy and quiet. I cooked this recipe, we shared a bottle of white wine that we'd bought at a wine tasting in December, and, after I was reminded of its existence on Friday, we watched Lola Rennt (Run, Lola, Run), which Matthias had never seen, but which we somehow managed to own on DVD. It was as good as ever, but given that I love a) Berlin, b) techno music, and c) self-sacrificing, resourceful women, I would of course say that!
This morning started with a gorgeous morning at the pool: I was (as I always am) first into the water, gliding back and forth for 1km in the clear sunlight. Then Matthias and I spent the morning after breakfast in the garden, digging up the ever-encroaching blackberries, and planting seeds for peas, corn, and spring onions in some of the vegetable patches. We'll see how all this goes — this year is something of an experiment.
Other than my ongoing Benjamin January and Roma sub Rosa rereads, I've finished two new-to-me books this weekend, one excellent, and one very good.
( My thoughts on two books )
Now I'm going to make a cup of tea, and sit with Dreamwidth for a while, before heading upstairs to do some yoga in the afternoon sun, and then make dinner. Honestly, this weekend has been pretty close to perfect.