Lovely evening–it gets repetitive, but there it is. Tried a new trattoria, and weren’t disappointed. I liked the charm of pots of rosemary and thyme on the table. And the spicy tomato sauce for my penne. A pretty insalada mista, and since the desserts were so tempting, we all indulged. Much happiness all around the table. Walked to the nearby market for more water, and my cold caffeine.
This morning I finally saw the little green parakeet in the cage through the apartment window across the narrow street. He seems very happy in his situation. I’ve only seen the human occupants twice. Once at night as the couple sat together watching TV, and once when the woman shook a colorful rug out the window.
This morning it was a sweaty session of pilates with some resistance since I’ve only been lifting shopping bags, or a fork. That should set me up for the day. It was interesting doing so much on my back mat work looking up at the painted ceiling. The centerpiece is a young angel holding a long tassel. He’s smiling. I don’t know if he was amused by my workout or approving of the effort.
We’re off to see the David this afternoon, but I’m after some walking beforehand due to all that fork lifting.
Another pretty blue sky today, and the light coming through the windows is bright and vivid. It shines on the yellow stucco and dark green shutters of the building next door.