Friday, June 18, 2010

Supper

A Salade Niçoise of sorts, deconstructed.

The nicotiana...it smells gorgeous. And right now two (very small) Formosa lilies are saturating the terrace with their scent. It's still so magical, even though I write about scent, encourage it, expect it. Every time it wafts into the room, or becomes pronounced as the evening turns dark, it's like the first time.
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