Last night, while enjoying a meal of braised short ribs with a pinot noir reduction and carmelized onions, roasted garlic mashed potatoes, and thyme-steamed zucchini (and after fooling around with plating, just for the hell of it)…

…I unloaded the pictures I’d taken last Wednesday of the house and property. The front of the house, not too far out. There’s a lot more room toward the road. Imagine this with grass – or, imagine it with something else, like grass and various paths throughout, with random oases where one could sit down with a book and a cold drink, pretending to read while enjoying being outside surrounded by the scent of flowers and listening to birds call to one another in their own language. That’s what I do.

The rear faces west.

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