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Sunday 14 February 1915
It rained again today. I cleaned silver, which is an easy & profitable thing to do. It so soon shines again. -Diary of Virginia Woolf, vol. 1
Most unlike our contemporary February 14s, I should say, but a pacific & instructive notion. Like hand-washing one's finest in a sudsy, fresh scented tub. Mundane tasks are easily conquered, & don't that feel divine.
jewelry polishing cloths, $5