The dog days of summer have settled in with their sultry nights. easily becoming lanquid, it was wth effort that I started the grill to bbq supper. If Lynn, Char and Dempsey hadn't been coming for supper I think a glass of wine by the river's edge would have served me just fine.
A hot sticky night after a filling meal and too much wine made for a frettful sleep. And now I'm off to work. What's wrong with this picture? ;>)
Labels: Hot summer nights
posted by rel at 5:53 AM
4 Comments:
Sitting by the river's edge sounds good to me but instead of wine I would have my camera for those unexpected shots. Have a great night.
The work part? That's what seems wrong with the picture to me. Everything else seems pretty heavenly.
What Churita said!
Yep, that little four letter word...work. That does jar somewhat.
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