les pieds

Considering the long history of walks we have taken, it seemed fitting to commemorate the fact that a couple of old roomies are together again, walking again, in a different land . . . and in a different “state” of another sort as well. Not in my case, but in hers, that is. So as we walk now, here en France, she is in need of another set of eyes; these days she, you see, cannot see her own feet :-)

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