Monday, April 27, 2009

To Beach Is To Love


It's a beach thing - whenever I arrive home from the beach I am drawn to things white. I dream of a whitewashed beach shack with timber floors, collected shells (not bought), a big white loungey couch on my generous deck where the children lie in their hamocks after a day surfing reading books (and generally having a little quiet time) whilst I have my own with a good cup of tea, hmm, make that a gin and tonic. Oh, wait a minute, there's my good husband BBQing some prawns and bugs on the BBQ to serve up with the fresh loaf of bread and lemon. Too perfect x
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