In a propitious change of plans late yesterday, Roxanne and I (and Roxie) convened at the Shoemaker’s new place on Bolton Terrace with a bottle of festive sparkling wine to celebrate the sale of their present property on Fir Tree Drive, the selection of the paint samples for the walls of the new place, the lastest-possible sunset, and friendship.  I loved this place for its amazing views when my friend Rosemarie lived there.  I am so glad I can continue to visit it.

The after glow:

And, as darkness fell, there was the lantern and its reflection in the koi pond.

Welcome, summer.