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A quiet moment
Well, lunch is nearly done, and I am setting down to put an entry in before the sun from the windows puts me into a coma. Yes, I could lie in the sun all day and sleep my life away if I didn't have another to busy myself with, to care for.
Severus is working, again. This time on a letter to Albus. They are asking more of him, again. It never stops. Where MOST people would see it as a compliment and a credit to their skills, he sees it as a burden and invasion of his life. I suppose that is such because, part of him, is quite happy with how he lives now. I know I am.
At least we will be going out for a while this afternoon. I have convinced him to walk with me to the village for supplies for my pickling project. The walk will do us both good, although he would never admit that even if put upon a pyre and lit afire. The bread smells wonderful, and I have added the vegetables for the stew. Everything should be ready in a few moments. I wonder if I should call him or rely on his nose to sense when the meal is ready.
I need to post to Harry, to just see how he is doing at the University. I am glad I was able to convince him to go onto higher learning. It will hopefully keep him from settling down and breeding at a young age.
Time to finish the meal. More later.
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