I wonder if I will ever see my beloved New England ocean again? I take after my dad’s side of the family. Boston is different, and I fit in there. What is there that is so hard to find something in me to like?
Skye is calling me, still. I have a beautiful picture of Skye, Scotland in my Scotland mag. It seems a little like Ireland in this picture. Green and ocean. Well, better get working on this room a little more. Will check in later when I take a break for lunch.