Saturday, May 23, 2009

In The Moment

Newspaper spread out on the watery glass table outdoors on the deck, cracked Dungeness crab and sliced sourdough baguette at the ready, and My Beloved at ease in his deck chair on a hot spring evening. Rare as hen's teeth here in the Bay area, these warm evenings are treasures to be savored in all kinds of ways as the sun sets so far to the north now that we miss it as it slips down behind the neighbors' houses.

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4 Comments:

Blogger dancingmorganmouse said...

That sounds like a wonderful way to spend an evening indeed.

Saturday, May 23, 2009  
Blogger Greg said...

Living the dream!

Saturday, May 23, 2009  
Blogger cookiecrumb said...

And no dishes to wash!
Gorgeous. And reminiscent of a lovely visit chez vous once upon a time.
Man, do we owe you a meal!

Saturday, May 23, 2009  
Blogger Zoomie said...

Morgan, 'twas. Lovely.

Greg, you said it!

Cookiecrumb, no dishes was the next-best part. :-)

Sunday, May 24, 2009  

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