Swinging in a hammock after the sun goes down.
Barefoot,
cool breeze,
with bits of conversation floating by, while napping.
Summer bliss.
Ribbons, stacked neatly in a box, waiting, as my cousin Judy encouraged her company to try their hand at making lavender bottles.
I wish my hands could produce the magic Judy does.
Provencal table cloth with a blue glass, waiting for dinner.
The red door that I do believe is the key to the heart of a home I love.
Family and friends gathered in the garden for a fill up of friendship.
I was stuffed silly, and rolled away happier.
Summer garden party decor.
Old wooden table covered with a bold, wide yellow and white stripe table cloth. Ironstone jugs held silverware, and oversized white poppies. Vintage silver tin ice holders with a zince bucket next to it which held drinks.
Stuffed avocado that I which I had the recipe for… since I do not have the recipe (yet) I am going to let my tastebuds recall it for you….
Ripe avocado
Scooped out and slightly mashed avocado, then mixed gently with fresh shrimp, garlic, and chopped, roasted pastchios, (salt and peppered to taste.)
Served chilled in the avocado skin.
Must have outside sitting in a hammock with a glass of rosé wine.
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