Rosé

Rosé
It was a lovely summer afternoon in early August. She sat in a window with a glass of rosé sparkling wine and enjoyed the sunshine. Groups of people and couples strolled  through the narrow streets of Prague's Old town bellow and we could  hear and understand bits of their romantic conversations from time to time.
Here is a photographic study of that.
I suppose memories like this are quite welcome during murky autumn days.  :)

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