Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Delightful, Delicious, Delovely






London in summer. Blue skies and sunny conversation, laughter and love. Food and wine (read: beer, Baileys, vodka, scotch, Kahlua. And, of course, wine). Picnics and exploration, history at every turn.







Walking down Southbank, soaking in the city, poring over books and old maps, wandering through the streets, figuring out the Underground, and gradually a city maps itself out in your mind.















Old friends - sometimes actually sitting on park benches. How strange and wondrous to feel someone kicking in one's oldest friend's stomach. To meet friends one hasn't met in years, sit in the sunshine on a boat on the river, talk of this and that, share old stories, talk of plans and dreams and just look out at the street.



Family, laughing hysterically into the night about old stories and new, dawdling at the table over dinner, enveloped in contentment. Big family get-together, teasing and laughing at each other. Photographs and memories. Happiness.





Lazy mornings, coffee and conversation. Home. Perfection.

4 comments:

Prerona said...

loved the last pic the best of all. is that ma'am? how is she?

J. Alfred Prufrock said...

Especially Pics # 2 and 5. Great mood.

Did I also notice a bit of Jim Croce towards the end?

Envy you.

J.A.P.

30in2005 said...

London is great in the summer - an antithesis to its dark and dreary winters. Enjoy every minute - ooops forgot that you already are -continue is what I meant!

progga said...

Prero, yes it is! and she's fine.
JAP: don't envy me any longer, I'm back in NJ now, and rueing it. and yes, it is Jim Croce. You amaze me - so far, you've recognised every offhand quote I've slipped into my posts!
30: unfortunately, the enjoyment is over. Back to the tumbrils of NJ.