And it's working. I just got an email with this image in it:
How am I supposed to resist a shop that hosts dinner at a table that long?
I am famously powerless against long outdoor tables.
It's true, there might be a few too many mason jars on that table for my current taste.
And if I had a Hudson Bay blanket, I wouldn't use it as a tablecloth.
But those are my only complaints.
Mixy-matchy patterns and low centerpieces, setting a mile-long table, lit by fading sunshine.
These are the things I think about as a drift off to sleep. No joke.
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