And so did we..... arriving at the beach on mid Sunday afternoon and then before we even blinked an eye, the eight days were gone and the blustery rainy cyclonic weather chased us back home again. But the in between time was fabulous - bike rides, long walks, swimming in the oh so deliciously warm pool. Trust me, it was fabulous and you'll have to take my word for it because the only photos I have are imprisoned inside my mobile phone. For now.... I might be able to find a clever grown up who can show me how to make them come out and share. If you want a relaxing break to just sit and stare at the ocean.... go to this place. And make sure you drool over the photo of the pool..... divine.
ANYHOW..... it's back to life as we know it. Two fluff furbies, three chooks, a mad cockatiel and the not so littlies - and the littlest of the three is about to have her 26th birthday. Where the heck did those years go?
I know you liked block 3 so here's a little peep at block 4. I like to think of it as 'The Buffet'....
The other exciting news is that Lady Polly Flotsam is fluffed and ruffled, Madamoiselle Celeste Bouquet has donned her pearls, Captain Frelly Dingle's hair is waxed and spiffy and they are all about to be joined by Sir Alphonse D'Arbignon (he's just lacing his boots). They're a tad excited at the prospect of meeting you all...... It's only a few days away now :-)
Look for the gentle breeze from the north. It drifts in with a sprinkling of twinkles and when the sparkles settle, the little creatures start playing....
I hope you find your sparkle
see ya soon and I'll leave you with our version of the dog on the tuckerbox... it's the cat on the tissuebox