All day today I felt as if I were cheating. I was doing the task I had assigned myself today, paging through several years' worth of old magazines, in order to tear out the recipes and discard the rest. The effort bought me a couple of feet of shelf space, where the magazines had been. Paging through stacks of magazines felt so much like leisure, though, not like work at all...

The weather today is plum gorgeous. Blue skies, fluffy white clouds: it's one of the good ones.