little hurricanes

Five years ago, I wrote: the everyday sublime? I think the answer is to find joy in the little volcanoes of ordinary life

Today: to find joy in the little hurricanes of ordinary life

Some roads are closed and bus depot without electricity

So we take the ferry together

The house is dark without electricity

So we make paella in the cast iron frying pan on the barbecue

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