Emma just walked into my room to tell me, "If my cats weren't already in love, they'd be falling in love right now." They were staring into each other's eyes from across the room. Last night, the kitties decided to symbolize their love with a live sculpture.
While they slept on my bed curled up in a heart (huge Haroun making up well over half of it), the sky decided to end the delightfully over-thirty-degrees day with a splendid sunset. And after six o'clock!
This morning, Emma and I are celebrating with donuts, and I bought some sunflowers to brighten up our wonderfully clean apartment. I had a productive Sunday evening, though I made no progress on my current translation project. Maybe I'll make some now. Or cuddle with the lover-cats.