"my body is here
but my heart is at the beach"
At the check out, as the proprietress wrapped my gifts, I faced this wall.
The Christmas figures on the mantle and the paper letters taped to the wall were perfect... a reflection of just where my own head has been lately... (remember my last post?) When I asked her (Patty, the shop owner) if she would mind if I took a photo, she said, "of course not", and she told me that her daughter had made the letters and put them up for her. (Daughters are like that.) And then she went into a little monologue about beaches... homes in the mountains (she did not want one)... and such. She rightly assumed that I was totally in agreement with her on the beachfront thing.
As I prepare for my own Christmas Holiday, I have been remembering Seven Mile Beach... where I was just one year ago...
