In the photo, the girl in the red dress sits on a stone wall, hair falling in loose brown waves to her shoulders. Tanned legs bent at the knees, right slightly higher than left as if she is riding side-saddle, she smiles confidently into the camera. One foot brushes the grass, red toe nails peeping out from the shoe.
Years later, long after the girl in the red dress had become his wife, the photographer remembered their weekend by the river that long hot summer – the castle, the trees and the sunshine; good food, fine wine and even better loving.
Years later, long after the girl in the red dress had become his wife, the photographer remembered their weekend by the river that long hot summer – the castle, the trees and the sunshine; good food, fine wine and even better loving.
