Friday, June 22, 2012

of late





 

 


 


Dough on kitchen countertops, feelings of home.
Berries, a delectable treat.
Flowers, colorful reminders.
Topical analgesic, a pesky, persistent cough.
Andrew James, my father & friend, celebrated.
Justin Rigoloso, keeper of my heart.
Margaritas, words shared between soul sisters.

Summer has come.


7 comments:

  1. your description of your pictures is pretty awesome. and hope that cough has gone away!

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  2. Those berries look you my. I love fruit in the summer!

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  3. Mmm, margarita. How I wish I was there too, with a follow up of whatever you made with that dough!

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  4. Skip the vapor rub and go right for the marg, that's what I say. Hold the salt!

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  5. "keeper of my heart"... so, so sweet.

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  6. The "keeper of my heart" line had me a little melty. And the margaritas had me a little thirsty.

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  7. love the pic of J! :) I also love the "keeper of my heart" line. You are too sweet!

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good communication is as stimulating as black coffee,

and just as hard to sleep after.

anne morrow lindbergh