found by the roadside
Looking at the picture of those suitcases in my last post, made me a bit wistful and I swore I could hear the call of the sea on the breeze. I found myself longing to lounge under a quilt by the fire - in my wholesome shack near the water's edge, whilst looking out of the picture window at the tumbling ocean. Oh my friends, it was a powerful longing indeed.
So, I packed my travel case and rolled down the road to the coast. To breathe in the briny air and be lulled to sleep by the waves. I must ramble the curly ribbon of highway singing at top volume to the likes of Otis, Irma, and Tanya Tucker. I will think of you.
Ok, that is how I would like you all to think of me while a take a short break. In reality, I will be quite busy trying to make all the ends meet somewhere in the the middle.
Lola needs a time out.
Only for the briefest of moments though, I will be back mid-week next. I have so much to catch you up on, all sorts of clever goings on. In the meanwhile, please take good care of your lovely selves.