The grid looks like a grid, drops have frozen on it, water has filled part of the honeycomb
It's terrible for me to come to a barbecue on a red Ford
Basket with vegetables, bread, eggs and wine next to it
It's cozy, there's light in the windows, they're waiting for you at home
A person's face is painted on the stones, you can go inside it, the mouth is open
Pastries in a plate on the table and a jar of jam next to it
Pizza with olives and cherry tomatoes lying next to it
A cup of coffee among the beans and fresh croissants to it