The sea is calm tonight. There are rabbits in the vegetable garden; dogs too tired from their mad gambols in the lagoon to chase them. Husband cooking dinner. Fire burning. And I’m four of seven dwarfs, singing heigh ho! heigh ho! and whacking away at the book with an axe.  Progress: not too bad. Mood: (only slightly) Grumpy. Riding tomorrow. But in the meantime, Sleepy, Dopey and Happy, too.


2 thoughts on “Only Four Dwarfs

  1. bookwitch 9 years ago

    As long as rabbits aren’t dinner.

  2. Anne Rooney 9 years ago

    Vegetables are probably dinner for rabbits though, book witch. Could be a recursive dinner situation here…

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