And a lovely start to the Monday morning; better nourishment than a recounting of the sins of costume or of politics.
Today is the anniversary of my mom and dad's wedding. She was 22 and he was 18 in 1951. Fields of gold, indeed.
Cheers to you and yours.
You do find lovely things.
Wonderful indeed. From 2014 back to 1514--the lute does that.