I forgot it was Friday.
Days have lost meaning to me.
Every day is sort of the same .. although some have meaning only for a few ... the day fresh scones are at the bakery, the day the French Bakery is closed ( we don't want to walk that far to find them locked up) , the day the little market is closed so skip it and go straight to the bigger "Chinese market".
The Chinese market is great and has just about everything the supermarket has but with the addition of a baby that I am wishing I could bring home.
And their avocados are always good.
The countdown has begun, we leave Argentina in a matter of weeks rather than months ..
So here is the Friday Photo ..
This was the sky yesterday. When we walked to the bakery. Past the huge wonderful park, down narrow little streets with beautiful old buildings ..