I Buy a House in Spain

eat paella with black cuttlefish ink & carpaccio–sleep the afternoon stay up past midnight–grow pomegranate flowers & thyme in my garden, speak Catalan–when the children come to visit they envy the sunshine wish they could join us so I say come–daughter-in-law can work remote & daughter show her art in Barcelona & granddaughter attend a little Spanish school & son find his place & discover secret whiskey bars watch old movies in the hidden countryside–we all sashay up the streets & down & my husband adores the simple life–breaks out his language textbooks plays music from one chord to another & I dance Flamenco.

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