a light aslant

things i want to remember about today: the way the golden mid-afternoon winter light looked in east boston, riding out on the blue line to wonderland. the way the triple-decker houses scanning by in a row looked so familiar and gentle. and later how all the blue scrambled clouds were flocking over 1A while i drove along and a xavier rudd song played on the radio that made me think of paul simon.

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at black ink today i bought classic italian cooking: recipes for mastering the italian kitchen, which is a small, perfectly utilitarian hardback book with green edges and two bookmark ribbons, and the whole thing came pleasingly wrapped in crinkly cellophane. there is an identical edition on french cooking, in tiffany blue. so pretty, though i refuse to buy pretty cookbooks if i won't use them.

for dinner tonight: savory and sweet pocket pies. yum.