I use to have a beer or glass of wine especially when going out to dinner or to the bars when I was much younger. Now I can go months without having a drink. It is not for any particular reason. I just do not think about it. Or maybe it is because my mother was an alcoholic and I saw how it could wreck havoc.
When I was in San Francisco my landlords gave me a bottle of champagne. I never opened it. We have wine in our cupboard. I never think to open it. I am not against alcohol, I just do not imbibe much.
I love this. I always like that hairstyle,
and the colors are yummy.
A waterfall of color and cocktails on the veranda charm. Very Gatsby.
“ Here’s mud in your eye” or maybe bird poop on your martini!
Sorry, I just finished cleaning the bird bath on the deck. Couldn’t help se that.
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