wanderations
artifacts and notes from the field
Sunday, January 8, 2012
marmalade
I wish that I could post a smell...
I love saying the word marmalade at least as much as I love eating it. On a baguette. With butter. It is what the sound of its name promises it will be.
Marmalade music. Well, it just is...
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