Afterglow

I found profound contentment in washing a kitchen full of dishes, alone in the waning hours of this evening. The music of Melody Gardot and Van Morrsion drifted in from the living room, as sudsy warm water poured over my hands, and I grinned in recollection of a night well-spent. Winter, you've got nothing that a kick-ass pananag curry, a good bottle of wine, and great company can't melt away.