Dinner in the North End of Boston, happened upon a small restaurant, not too crowded, not too vacant, sat in a window seat because she asked. I watched her move and talk. I watched her eyes. This picture was her view.
Close to the end of the meal a soprano sang from the basement with the voice of an angel because she could. We shared a strand of pasta that ended in a kiss.
Never underestimate the magic that can come from taking a chance.
Take the chance.
Long time since I've eaten in a restaurant in Boston... a Jazz Brunch after Sunday morning service at the Episcopalian Cathedral followed by ice-skating on the Swan Pond on the Common. I'm glad to know that Boston restaurants can still inspire romantic memories.
@vignouse A beautiful cathedral, Richard and it's the Frog Pond and the Swan Boats but otherwise not much has changed. Thank you, as always, for adding to these captures. You're wonderful
Awesome tones in the image! Favtastic!