No photos today, I'm afraid. Wouldn't you know? Even when you live with a computer genius, things manage to go wrong.
This week has been busy with outings to the park, bug-catching in the backyard, mountainous loads of laundry and not-so-quiet anticipation of a trip to the beach this Thursday. I'm so excited to be going back to the beach. It's my favorite place in the whole world. If I could, I would live there. You know, a little cottage with peeling white paint with mounds of geraniums and fuschia blooming by the door. The windowsills would be lined with seashells, jars of beach glass and blue floats. Of course there would be a tabby cat snoozing in a patch of sunshine on the porch.
For now I'll just dream and look forward to playing with the boys on the dunes.
3 comments:
Cottage by the sea -
Crashing waves will sooth my soul
each time I listen -
Mmm, the beach. Your dream house sounds pretty good, can I come visit for a while?
There is a freshly made bed with Egyptian cotton sheets and a jam jar full of lavendar on the bedside table waitig just for you.
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