I was near Cognac staying with the loveliest of friends. We did memorable everyday gentle things. I worked and I drew. In the morning the sky was cerulean and I swam with diving swallows and white butterflies. Sylvie made amazing jam and a sunflower tablecloth. Every evening we drank cognac-schweppes and I slept like a baby.
Well that all looks a bit fabulous
But jam…I want to make jam!
Posted by: marge | 18 August 2014 at 08:04 AM