That Red Though!
This is The Great George Hotel in Charlottetown, taken September, 2012. I love all the reds. All the reds in the land. I gave you a side view last Friday in Look This Way 20. That red is a siren call.
In Other News ~
In yesterday’s post I asked:
What’s your salt fix?
French fries? Potato chips? Cheetos? Vegetable chips? All the nuts? A salt lick?
What? Whaaaat?
This being my answer:
Olives!
First, let me say. I love salt. I love salt over sugar. I could step up to a salt lick. No problem. As kids, we used to suck on lemons sprinkled with salt. Is that a southern thing? But I watch sodium intake now, which means the Lay’s Classics, which I love, and the pretzels, which I love, and a whole bunch of other salty goodness is a no-no… most of the time. I’ve been known to fall from grace. For a salt fix, I’ll munch an olive or two. No. Not ten. Two. But I’ve had to have had been living a sodium-reduced day for the splurge.
I may be hearing more than one siren call. Mebbe.
And that is my sorry, salty salt-free tale.
Here be Hump Day.
Shuffles towards Thursday.
Elen
Elen Grey 