Still Life with Foodstuffs and Objets d’Art

Once upon a time–yesterday, to be specific–I had lunch with a special person, with whom I was once romantically involved. She was making changes in the décor of her abode, and had brought me a wire sculpture I had made while we were involved, and a vase I had done that my mother gave to her.

We had a nice, resolving chat. No regrets about having been involved, no hard feelings, and no reason not to remain friends.

Before we parted company she talked me into accepting some citrus fruit and potatoes that came from her father, whom she’d visited before we got together for lunch. Subsequently I did some shopping, and my evening meal featured a delicious baked potato. This is what it looked like just before I dug in:

All in all the day was quite therapeutic–and nourishing as well.