Monday, December 23, 2024

After shopping, second to last bottle of red and Jupiter.

1. Arm-in-arm, rather pleased with our bags of shopping, we cross the park.

2. The second-to-last bottle of red in the cellar turns out to be really quite nice -- Sicilian, very light and refreshing. 'Let's have this again.'

3. Ragged clouds, a few stars. Jupiter watches me home.

Follow Her, no birds and Burns Night.

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