Happy Valentine's Day. I know I know I know. It's commercial. It's kind of trashy. It can be downright weird what people do on Valentine's. But I do love it.
The Accountant produced the most beautiful pot of cyclamens for me. I love cyclamens.
I gave him chocolates and a poem. I was happy with the poem. The first one I've written since 'Highways' on the way to Mallacoota. I hope it's going to turn into a poetry year.
The Accountant revealed that some years ago he posted Valentine's Day messages in the Herald Sun to two women. Optimistic? Foolish? They found out, of course. He's not really forthcoming about the end of that story.
Hope you all have a loving day.