dual personalities

I sing the Sofa.  I, who lately sang
Truth, Hope, and Charity, and touched with awe
The solemn chords, and with a trembling hand,
Escaped with pain from that advent’rous flight,
Now seek repose upon a humbler theme:
The theme though humble, yet august and proud
The occasion—for the Fair commands the song.*

I have been fighting a cold all week. I have gone into work, done my duty, and crawled home to my spot on the sofa where I curl up in front of the telly until 8:30 p.m. when I retire for the evening. It is not exactly an exciting life I live under normal circumstances, but with a cold…zut alors!

Anyway, I am grateful for my Puffs with Lotion…

and my blue sofa…

And the Christmas amaryllis has bloomed! Huzzah!

Certainly a cheering sight in the face of unending gray, cloudy days!

*From “The Sofa” by William Cowper. You can read the whole poem here. The paintings are by Sargent, Chambiniere, Liotard.