Sometimes life is dreamy. …
I’m sitting on this beach-house porch all weekend – with my laptop, my hardcopy manuscript, a black pen, and lots of Diet Coke — and writing like some kind of recluse. Ocean breezes are sweeping through, and this fountain is providing a wonderful backdrop.
A gal could get used to this …
(I’d better not, though.)
But for now, life is dreamy. …
I dread the moment my “writing weekend” is done. …
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I’m lovin it, Laurie. Positively dreamy…
There’s something about being outside coupled with the sound of water that is so relaxing. I don’t blame you for spending your time there!
Hope it was a productive weekend! I’m jealous, I should put together a few days of something similar sometime this summer.
Hi, Barbara, Jeanne and Verbivore! Yes, it’s been great. And it WAS productive!!! But I have one more day, so I’m going to dive back in and “produce” …
I. Want. One.