"Eat the steak, the artichoke, drink Pomerol" - I am intrigued by the imperatives here. Do they suggest other directives in operation? Do they point us towards reading "Open heart, open heart" as a command? And if so, whose heart?
Thank you for your beautiful way of keeping us guessing!
Lovely pic and I like the question at the end—so poignant especially given the associations between love and Paris. I think love is like "Home Is Where the Heart Is" or "Bloom Where You Are Planted."
I’m hoping. Nice lines make me hungry.
"Eat the steak, the artichoke, drink Pomerol" - I am intrigued by the imperatives here. Do they suggest other directives in operation? Do they point us towards reading "Open heart, open heart" as a command? And if so, whose heart?
Thank you for your beautiful way of keeping us guessing!
Ah, more is to come on exactly you point, dear Jeffrey Streeter.
Paris sounds awesome. A bit like Disneyworld for adults : )
It was a "whirl away" -- for sure! xo
Love this!
Love to you, dear Diane!
Thanks, Mary & love back to you🌷
I knew there had to be a song . . .
A song, indeed ...
Lovely pic and I like the question at the end—so poignant especially given the associations between love and Paris. I think love is like "Home Is Where the Heart Is" or "Bloom Where You Are Planted."
Thanks again Mary for writing xo
Thank you from my heart where home is. Love this comment and your quote.