Last week Mr. Meems came up with one of his (spur of the moment) big ideas to whisk me away to my favorite beach haunt. Crystal clear water, white sand, blue skies, the smell of salt, fresh air, the musical sound of water steadily breaking on the shore... all night and day...
We've brought our littlest digger with us and he is having the time of his life... so that means the three of us together are having the time of our lives. He just happens to be the brightest and most intuitive 3 year old on the planet. And if you happen to doubt me just ask his Papa.
This might be the last place left in the state that doesn't have wireless connection. I managed to find a connection spot for a few minutes.
So, dear readers, I will return to the garden very soon. In the meantime my faithful neighbor is holding the fort for me.