night walk
August 5, 2005We went by the vineyard that someone is cultivating with great success. It was getting dark, and the vines were wrapped in a kind of netting. Peering from close up, we finally saw the clusters of dark grapes.
My walking buddy and I have known each other for a long time, since our kids were little. She can go on and on about something trivial and terribly uninteresting, and I will listen, and make appropriate comments. And then she’ll do the same for me.
