One Summer's Eve
he came home with Vietnamese tacos
and a desire to sup out of doors.
we would keep our evening simple
to work then on his gardening project
in the cool summer breeze.
she came out with us,
wrapped in daddy's well-worn sweater,
really took in the yard.
we had passed the point of conversation
and I retrieved my book
and dainty glass of port.
it was the last of it.
it's been a good week.
2 comments:
She is adorable and looks like you. You look like a very young woman of another time. Beautiful! : )
Two more weeks until we can geek out together over the construction of cold frames and tawny ports.
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