I never thought I would wax poetic about food, but after I sanitize the fresh produce in a clorox solution, rinse it and let it dry, it is a thing of beauty...especially when we have gone without for a few weeks.
A gentle moonrise as the sunset colors paint the clouds, framed in island palms...sigh...
The height of twilight beauty - moonlight dancing on the softly undulating lagoon.
All senses need expression here - fragrant meria to bring the island enchantment indoors...
Four red flowers on a morning run - just for me - Father, let Conrad be with our children today.
I never thought I would wax poetic about food, but after I sanitize the fresh produce in a clorox solution, rinse it and let it dry, it is a thing of beauty...especially when we have gone without for a few weeks.
A gentle moonrise as the sunset colors paint the clouds, framed in island palms...sigh...
The height of twilight beauty - moonlight dancing on the softly undulating lagoon.
All senses need expression here - fragrant meria to bring the island enchantment indoors...
Four red flowers on a morning run - just for me - Father, let Conrad be with our children today.
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