You know those moments, when everything just seems right, and the world gleams golden like the perfect peach?
Today, in the car: the breeze is trying to blow away a little of today’s humidity while the sun finally shines, my daughter and her best friend have their two little ebony-haired heads bent together in the back seat of the car, Christie McVie is singing Songbird from my iPod, husband is waiting at home to grill buffalo burgers to eat with the red-potato salad (with green beans, capers, and hard boiled egg) and cucumbers in yogurt and vinegar, accompanied by a charming little Spanish Pinot Grigio. . .one of those moments you wish you could hold in your hand.
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