Friday, January 17, 2014
they came . . .they saw . . .
but they didn't buy. The "lookers" have returned to the US without having dropped a bundle on our house. We await the next interested parties of whom, unfortunately, there are precious few these days. I think the Mexican Riviera boomlet is over and we will probably have to wait quite a while to sell. But it could be in a worst place, you know.
Meanwhile, the weather is gorgeous, the garden is thriving, the domino games are great fun. The tree in the photo above has been invaded by a gorgeous purple trumpet vine that we nursed along for several years to no avail. Suddenly it's all over the place. Dago's tonight; the opera is Tchaikovsky's Eugene Onegin. The days roll by, as days will do. It's mighty peaceful.