#1,907 Dreamy Sunday.
I worked on a couple of house portraits, both cottages by the sea in Maine. Ahhhhh… Dreamy.
Speaking of dreamy, so was our neighborhood today.
This fatty pup knows how to play us like a piano. He puts on his most pitiful face and paws at my knees in bargaining for a walk.
He’s an irresistible hug.
Then delicious spaghetti and meatballs for dinner on Josh and Em’s back porch (patio? portico? there must be a grander word for a house like theirs!) which also felt like a dream.
A really European dream.
With the friendliest kitchen. I wish you could see it in person!