After a day of writing for both of us we went out this evening to the excellent yet straightforward "imprévu", coming home we found a bag on our doorstep with a bottle of local wine and some wodnerfully perfumed home grown roses. It's sad that I can't bottle their perfume and difuse it via my blog. Ephemeral beautiful petals and scent, no card, no note yet speaking powerfully. One day soon I imagine we'll find out who our secret present-giver is, in the meantime I am touched by someone's gentle simple kindliness.
Thursday 17 September 2009
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