Saturday, February 19, 2011


A bottle of cote du Rhone, a barbecued steak and a moody sun sinking into a silver sea.

This is one you lock away and bring out on those cold and dark winter's nights, when you are tired, when you are working late, and when a pair of board shorts and a pair of sandy flip-flops are two thousand miles and an ocean away.

Sent from my phone. Please pardon typos.

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