We were lingering over our blueberry muffins and the morning cuppa in this cafe brimming with homespun charm, chatting with the owner who was eager to share her experiences of this trip she made to Himalayas in India .......when my muse here began to play his harp. Needless to add we sat back a while, soaked up the mood and as we left to walk around the town on the shore of Superior, his music wafted through the air, across the street..............till it faded into distance.
8 comments:
oh how your photos and words beckon me back to this lake!!!!
Oh Moi, that must have been a magical morning. I call it serendipity. Its something special to tuck into your soul for when things get too crazy.
How lovely.
A.
gorgeous shot. Sounds like an amazing day!
My husband's cousin plays the harp.
Sounds like a perfect time. It's certainly a perfect photo.
some harp concerts are out of the world. some of them are also boring. i hope you got to hear the better plays. live string instruments always sound better than recorded ones.
Awesome photos....especially the second!!! It looks so stunningly bright, I can practically feel the sun's warmth :)
What city were you visiting...Bayfield?
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