New York: one woman, one garden, twelve seasons.
Wow, you know how to live. :-)
Beautiful photo. My kind of bread. Deb
You speak wisely, O picnicking one. :)
So true. The picnic looks gorgeous, I love the cutlery but I just have one question....Have you managed to get any stones out of many horses hooves lately??
Anne - so there's a hoof pick on the knife? Really? I don't know half of what's in there.