In the beginning

It was a funny thing when Ferdinand was born. When they handed him to me, it felt nothing like I was meeting him for the first time. It felt more like I had always known him. For more than a lifetime. It was as if I had known him for infinite oceans of time, and loved him always.

Love is like that. When it comes to you, it has no beginning or end.

When he leaves me, I can take it. I can make it through. But when he comes back to me, my heart lights. My atmosphere changes.

Thank God for love.

No need to cook when it is hot. Rock down to a farm stand and feel up the fruits and vegetables. Hook in and buy what moves you. Eat it raw with or without good salt and olive oil. Eat it with bread and cheese or thin cuts of finocchiona.

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