A brunch, as I usually do, with several dozen pancakes, bacon, eggs, potatoes, and the like.
A quick run up the mountain to take a picture.
An afternoon of discussion, ordering dinner to be eaten with chopsticks.
An evening with candles and the laughter between friends.
The sun ever-present and healing, and my memories are formed of these never-ending days. This is what I will remember.
Yeah! I loved this field! Well shot.