the red bicycle
life in small increments.
21 February 2010
up in a mountain lodge
Freshly-baked bread and a cup of chocolat chaud.
I don't ski, but I can appreciate the gloriousness of the mountains in the Alps.
I wonder if this is what my father dreamed of, when he was young.
Wish I could share this view with him.
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