A Saturday 'gypsy moment' . . . . . . . .

I drove no brightly painted Romany gypsy caravan - in fact I drove 

my husband's brand new shiny car for the very first time.

We tootled around town a bit, under heavy clouds, rumbling thunder,

in and out of showers, running errands to buy 

tomatoes, rosé wine, plump red plums.

Then, as I was wearing my junk gypsy necklace. . . . . we stopped at 

SuzAnna's Antiques to take a quick look at all the latest treasures, and of 

course to hug granddaughter Jasmin who was working there.

Saturday afternoon - late Summer - rain - humidity - lethargy.