We made it to Thursday! Hip hip hooray!
Here are Sweet Peas
John Keats
Here are sweet peas, on tip-toe for a flight;
With wings of gentle flush o’er delicate white,
And taper fingers catching at all things,
To bind them all about with tiny rings…
Salmon and Souvlaki 
Sweet peas…mmmmm
that’s a beautiful poem! I like the last line especially. p.s. I am SO SORRY your toe is broken again … i hope you are healing up well!