Twenty-three degrees in the sun (fourteen degrees in the shadows) and impossibly bright. Turn around quickly to catch the fleeting tang of winter-to-come. Combine that with the woodsmoke of Carmine Superiore and you have a flood of memories of the Himalaya.
The mountains & the lake, people & places, children & chickens, frescoes & felines, barbera & books.
Copyright © Louise Bostock 2007-2013. Please give credit where credit is due.
Sunday 21 October 2007
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