sometimes + this and that (Sunday!)

Sometimes I listen to the A side of the same record over and over. Sometimes the label looks pretty with my creamsicle record player. Sometimes I buy pastel pink rhubarb and turn it into sauce and syrup. Sometimes I put it in yeast rolls and dream of pink sodas. Sometimes I write a Pink Floyd lyric on my chalkboard.  (I’m lucky to have a bf who plays me the best songs.) Sometimes I fry avocados…

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