Stir Fry

Dear Heart,
Pippin and I, wrapped up in a red blanket, dozed for hours in the living room. I woke to hail, falling like angry pearls and skipping down roof slates. Curiously happy this evening, restless-happy. Have nearly finished reading Confessions of a Justified Sinner for my course, and have exhausted two highlighters on it.
Love, Lydia x