exploring life and love with pictures and words

Posts by Christine Amoroso

Shop Talk . . .

I warm my hands on the doubled up paper cup of steeping tea, and people watch. Two young men discuss yesterday’s surf over coffee. The bearded…

I see you . . .

We sit on barstools at the counter facing the large open window to Main Street’s foot traffic. Juice from the fish taco I’m devouring runs past…