The weekend flew quickly by, like island birds travelling south. When life becomes voluptuous as a luxurious dance, time always seem to travel at a quicker, faster pace.
We are just about to dash out for a languid luncheon with a gallerist and friends. It's gloriously warm, sensuality everywhere, in the sky, in the tidy little pleats of my dress and in the freshness of the air.
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