The mountains were on my side. The valley was on her side. In that late afternoon the town in that valley made for good viewing. So, I looked to my left. Perhaps, for potential evening conversations, which are less of a reality and more of wishful thinking, I captured an image in my mind of the town: a description, if I ever am asked.

One glance was enough, because, villages in valleys can be explained away, easily. Few want to know the details. They want you to recreate the romantic aspect of your feeling, so that those who listen, can make it their own. My embellishment of what I only glanced at, allows me to cover over half-an-hour of a conversation in the city.

So, I captured a quick image of the village in the valley for future use. And I continued to stare at her. She was also looking at that…