Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Le bowl de cheries
Granted, it does not happen that often but it can happen. It does not need to be a the Ritz Carlton of Maui, it does have to happen in the splendors of Alaska's wilderness.
But a real bowl of French cherries, in season, next to a chaise on a balcony overlooking a small resort town street, with your kindle at hand, on a very mild summer afternoon.... well, it does not get better than that.
The more so if it has been 2 decades since I was last time in summer in France.