Sitting on a sand dune a million miles away.
Watching my grandsons sand boarding the dunes (finally)
Running the soft sand through my fingers.
My thoughts turned to you
Knowing this is where your heart still lies
even after all this time
How I wished to share with you
a picture of this spectacular view
Everywhere we went I could not help
thinking you would have loved it.
There was no message from you in my post box this year.
Not even enjoy the holiday
I miss you just a little bit
Pink Powder Room with roses and Master Bath at the holidays- another couple of videos and some photos too - This tin box is covered in old wallpaper and a postcard, then filled with shiny brites. I snipped a branch off of an evergreen and added some to two vases ...
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