Today was supposed to be either Cooking or Gardening. Oops. My sister came down for Easter, so we spent the day working on our musical. (We also made biscuits and popcorn, and I made pumpkin soup for dinner, so I guess one would have to categorise today as Cooking, but still… it is a sham, a hollow sham.)
It occurs to me that reading about my woeful attempts at Balance is probably less than scintillating, so I shall tell you a story instead.
Once upon a time there was a bunny who lived in the green green wood. The bunny had fat brown haunches and a woffly nose, and hopped around the trunks of the green green trees, nibbling grasses and blinking with its big brown eyes at the daffodils. At night it curled up in its soft snug burrow, and the sweet scent of dried grass -
You know what? I cannot go on. It is too grim, too desperate. It would frighten the children.