Laughing Picnic Parties


Last night we went to a wonderful picnic.
Visited with friends we have known 25 years.
Patrick, merci for your hospitality.
Patrick Esquerre,
the lobsters were delicious,
the wine perfect,
and
the company priceless.


“The artist one day falls through a hole in the brambles, and from that moment he is following the dark rapids of an underground river which may sometimes flow so near to the surface that the laughing picnic parties are heard above.”
                                                                     ~Cyril Connolly~

I told you that I heard something last night.
Love you.
Me

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