this weekend there was shopping vicariously through a friend, discovering your red shoes were devoured by your beloved white dog and the green one too, there was a drop, there was baking and a dinner party, three little girls and a puppy dog. there was way to many hours devoted to king henry the eighth and mrs.ann boleyn. there was a walk with cynthia and talk of the fragility of hearts and a cafe with a friend and the spilling of ones heart and dipping ones toes in the sometimes frightening truth.
7 comments:
as always, your pictures are beautiful and brightened up my day.
What a weekend! Thank goodness for this kind of friendhsip, I had grown so tired of small talk:)
I always look forward to your photos. Oh, how those blossoms must smell!
what a weekend nadia...sounds filled with love...mine was also filled with some intense social activity and incredible conversations taking me a little deeper inside...i love the way you put it though...
these blossoms are so pretty i can smell their sweet scent.
lovely images and words. In just a few sentences I am there with you.
What a gorgeous post once more!
Beautiful sentiment and pictures.
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