The Oui Boys and Girls in Cancale, France Spring 2010. We spent the day watching The Tide of Galloping Horses. As the horses set out to the sea, the tractors rolled down to harvest the oysters. We bought all shapes and sizes at the little striped huts for 4 euros. Before we went up the hill to reach for the clouds, we sipped Portail wine that we had picked up earlier in the day directly from the hands that nurtured the vines. The boats were left stranded, as if they were shipped wrecked only to be gathered up by the horses galloping in. This was reason enough to remain suspended in the air.
Old Jefferson, Louisiana
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