The pleasure of the ordinary . . . the pleasure of summer . . . the pleasure of being . . .

I was looking at some photos a while ago. Captured images of last summer which I am unable to upload as part of this post. They reflect one wonderful morning last July in our garden when the ordinary things were possible and such a pleasure: the preparation for a picnic to Skerries that day; the […]

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