Next, I'd get her to flesh my spartan (read, almost non-existent) notes about food we ate in Yountville into a decent account and find an appropriate accompanying photo. Then perhaps she'd take my better camera out into the garden or out and about on the island and find some visual yummies for one more post for the week OR maybe even snap a shot or two of me as I wrote furiously away on my academic assignment, dressed in full sartorial splendour (No! not wearing my pyjamas! Whatever would make you think I wear my pyjamas all the time just 'cause I'm working at home?!).
and since we're on the topic of cuteness . . .
This one's for Duchesse who made a special request. . . Again, trying to catch a decent shot with the small camera was tough, especially in a small apartment where the sightlines were so often interrupted. A belly-button demonstration was in progress here, so it's not ideal, but Nana thinks it's pretty damn cute anyway. . .