A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it. (George Moore, 1852-1933)
Friday, July 25, 2008
Un beso para mi Martita
Estas fotos son para Martha, porque te gustan las flores (son los flores afuera de las ventanas del apartamento y los flores en Miraflores, circa del mar)...
I'm a proud Masshole, moonlighting in the Foreign Service and living on a whim and a prayer in Buenos Aires, Argentina. I love to SMOOSH! Mad Maggie-delicous (puppy so tasty!), read, watch movies, hike, travel, and eat. This blog? It keeps me in touch, and it keeps me sane.
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