I celebrated with friends; we ate fancy pizzas topped with boar, another with pancetta and scallops, a thai prawn and a fajita one thrown in and we drank and drank wine and spooned at free ice cream with gooseberries.
And that was enough; I was happy and laughing, but I got this too. I'm spoiled as 25-year-old milk.
My birthday lake.
One of many birthday G&T's.
My birthday yard.
My birthday slugs in my birthday yard.
My birthday love.
And finally, my birthday swan lake. I didn't know the camera recorded with sound. If you don't want your ears to melt off your head, I would turn your sound off.
3 comments:
I love that!
Karen
Oh my god Jess--this is the wildest thing I've ever seen swans do! It was so nice to hear your voice again too! I miss us, and Dublin--let's go back and sell Fruit on the street; you, me, Lee, and Sean...with street-vendor cockney accents--let's do!
x alicia
Ps--I love your site.. I can't believe it took me so long to visit it--love the bloomsday pics too--nice work!
alicia again
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