It is late afternoon, edging onto evening at the Green Dragon Inn. Supper will be served soon, The fragrant scent of roast lamb with rosemary is in the air, to be served with boiled and buttered taters, and fresh, glistening peas from the garden.
Apple pie is hot from the ovens and just cooling for dessert.
The evening is a fair one . . . no chill breezes or hint of storm.
Last edited by piosenniel; 09-02-2004 at 04:36 PM.
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