Friday, March 13, 2009

The Ghosts of Jackson Square

... wandered in the mists on Wednesday morning as I sipped my cafe au lait. Dawn was breaking, so they soon fled and I was left with a bag of beignets as my only companion.

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2 comments:

Kelly the little black dog said...

Very nice!

10:22 AM
Anonymous said...

And beignets are such horrible conversationalists...

8:12 PM

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