I wish I knew the art of picnicking.
Two nights ago, at the garden concert, I spotted four elderly women setting up a darling little picnic. Truly I was near to being offended at not being invited!
They had a pretty tin of quiche, white wine, a flat bread with what looked like blue cheese, a platter of fruit (or red, yellow and black tomatoes...it
(
Read more... )
Comments 5
(The comment has been removed)
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment