For Today. And Many More to Come.

“There was a steaming mist in all the hollows, and it had roamed in its forlornness up the hill, like an evil spirit, seeking rest and finding none.”

Charles Dickens


The view from our balcony.


One Comment on “For Today. And Many More to Come.”

  1. […] why we were crabby the next morning?) another hour to fall asleep. It was yet another grey and smog-filled day in a long line of grey and smog-filled days. I lost my subway card. Stella and I schlepped in the […]

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