tiny Boxwood's for dinner. It's a lovely intimate restaurant with a beautiful garden court yard. Reminded us of Europe. We were sitting next to a pair of hands... lucky me! Our dinner conversation included the phrase "Hands of Time".... the o'clock minute hand and the o'clock hour hand....oh how they travel round and round...... often far apart and ever so close..... as time marches on
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