My endless jar of honey.

Dear Self,

In our cupboard is an endless jar of honey.

It is a small jar with no labels.

The honey is delicious.

Every time it empty’s I think “What a shame” only to wake up the next day to discover it is full again.

There is a lot of this kind of magic in our house.

I come home and there are flowers in the bathroom or a delicate new object on the kitchen windowsill or the lawns have been mowed.

I’ve been living with my endless jar of honey for about 19 years now.

The best jar of honey in the world.

Luke.

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