Well, folks, I just got back from a gloriously relaxing and rejuvenating weekend with my friends on the beach in Virginia. We actually stayed in a town on the Bay called White Stone. I checked? Three days minimum to sail there. Too bad we didn't have the time! It was a beautiful weekend with perfect perfect weather. Steady, light breeze every day and lots of nice warm sun.
I feel so relaxed right now, but I can't tell you how nice it is to be home. I set out my beach chair when I got here, and I've been sitting on the dock watching the sunset ever since.
I guess it really is like they say. It's very nice to go traveling. But it's oh so nice to come home...
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I am glad to see you are blogging again! I have held out as of yet on the kindle thing, I just can't see reading a book off of a screen, but who knows - maybe my shelves will get packed enough for me to get one :)
ReplyDeleteAnd as for no place like home, I agree. ;)
Shellie
If these stinkbugs get any worse--I may be joining you on the boat.
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