Thursday, August 3, 2017

love is ...

... a boy and his mother in a selfie at the market. If this were on iPhoto, I'd rub out that line between my eyebrows, maybe soften those deep, deep brackets beside my nose. But I can't, so there it is. The unvarnished truth.
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  1. Chris Tyrell LorangerAugust 3, 2017 at 1:43 PM

    I love it. Do you think anyone notices the lines when there is a huge open mouth of a huge human being up front? It's a lovely shot, Beth!

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  2. theresaAugust 3, 2017 at 5:36 PM

    I see beauty and love. And wonderful produce!

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  3. bethAugust 3, 2017 at 6:02 PM

    Yes, it's true, Chris, the huge human being does draw the eye - as he does wherever he goes, six foot eight, covered with tattoos, and often laughing. And yes, Theresa, the market is wonderful. Especially when Wayson comes along so we have a drive home with the heavy bags.

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    1. theresaAugust 3, 2017 at 7:11 PM

      When my son and his partner lived in Toronto, we used to go there for provisions. A good walk from their place (near you!) and then a grand feast at the end of it. I remember cheeses, wonderful fish, salad greens worthy of Rapunzel's mum...

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    2. bethAugust 4, 2017 at 5:40 AM

      Just had to check the Rapunzel story for salad greens ... now I understand. Yes, there's beautiful stuff at the market, amazing cheese, and on Saturday, at the one day market for local farmers. But we have farmer's markets all over the city now, all week.

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  4. bethAugust 3, 2017 at 6:15 PM

    PS And anyone reading this, please go to "Pickle Me This," to the left, where Kerry Clare has posted Theresa's stunning essay about summer. The most gorgeous piece of writing. I see beauty and love.

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