Through the window of the sitting room the sun streams in upon a vase of red roses with dramatic effect. The petals are infused with light and the shadows within the flowers are at the same time sharpened l to recall an underlying presence of darkness.
In a restaurant, one of a group of women is talking about last night's party. "We were in our cups," she says. "We were quite over-refreshed. My daughter says 'plastered', but I prefer 'over-refreshed.'"
Cool picture of the pebble. I like how it is surrounded by the remains of those who went before it. In another hundred thousand years, perhaps it will join its ancestors of/in the sand.
Lovely photo, sends me back to Tofino!
I love the story of the women in their cups.
Gosh, I'm slow. Just got the pun re: Pebble Beach.
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