New York: one woman, one terrace, twelve seasons.
the very best kind of friend. xo
Sounds nice, restful and tasty.Pilgrimage??
Happy Buthdday of some weeks back.What a faithful friend for grown-up Sand Lions. Oncle R.
Oh, Uncle Reg! You remembered that I was a sand lion! Oh dear, you've made me cry...I had forgotten about sand lions. Long ago and far away xxx
perfection. love the light