On a brief trip to Melbourne Beach, a long barrier island on the East Coast of Florida a few weeks ago, the beach was deserted at 5:00 in the afternoon.
Five o'clock Shadows
The next morning, high tide brought the surf so close that from our bedroom window, it looked like we were right over the ocean.
Even though I have been duly appointed the Sovereign of North Florida, Master Defender of the Martini, Loyal Protector of Italian Men, World's Most Beloved Glammie and the Matron Saint of Porch Oranges, I'd rather just sit around smooching babies, drinking adult beverages and eating bon-bons.
1 comment:
that's just gorgeous. it looks like you have plenty of beautiful things around you to help lift your spirits this summer!
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