This was the view from the window at Thursday afternoon’s lunch with friends.
Friday night’s dinner was accompanied by a flight of wine.
Coffee was brewed each morning in this pot ~ and poured into a travel mug to take along on the bus.
I picked up this mug which held my coffee as I waited at the bus stop in the rain.
By Sunday morning’s group time, the candle burns low.
Across the street from school stands the question of the day.
The downtown ride after dark was beautiful.
For part 1, click here.