|Toplaire Flower Shop on Jobs Lane--like a picture postcard on the outside. |
As soon as I crossed the threshold, it was as if I'd buried my nose in a heady summer bouquet.
|Behind Southampton Arts Center.|
Good night to you.
- Walked Sug around block.
- Weeded and gardened and finally gave our cluttered mantel a clean sweep.
- Met my friend Anne for iced coffee and fruit.
- Read NY Times Thursday Styles Section and took a nap with Sug.
- Loved hearing H. sing songs by candlelight on his ukulele as we sat on the sofa late at night, candles on the mantel. Punch returns tomorrow evening. We have savored this breather, though my time with Fig has been painful, sadly.