A quick lunch on the terrace. I was tired, had walked faaaaaaar, and downed a glass of hard cider and a Sullivan Street baguette with some prosciutto in the clear cold sunlight.
A friend kept me company.
Friday, November 4, 2011
November afternoon
A quick lunch on the terrace. I was tired, had walked faaaaaaar, and downed a glass of hard cider and a Sullivan Street baguette with some prosciutto in the clear cold sunlight.
A friend kept me company.
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the very best kind of friend. xo
ReplyDeleteSounds nice, restful and tasty.
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Happy Buthdday of some weeks back.
ReplyDeleteWhat 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
ReplyDeleteperfection. love the light
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