The photo above was taken from the Outer Banks of North Carolina.
This photo was taken from the outer banks of Gwynn's Island.
Completely and utterly unrelated to any of the above is the rest of this post. Welcome to the transition. Please enjoy the Muzak playing in the background while we gently shift into fifth gear.
As I write this on Saturday night, I'm eagerly anticipating a sunny, warm Sunday because
High on my list of things to do during this rare temperate day:
- sleep late
- ease gently into the day
- open the garage door to
- attempt to tackle the clutter there (and realize that even five minutes of effort is an actual attempt, no?)
- download/upload pictures from an unexpected delivery to my doorstep yesterday
- eagerly write Monday's blog post about said delivery which involves the color pink, some sparkles, rapture, indulgence, blue collars, and a gummy worm (not necessarily in that order)
I would ask you to guess what the delivery was except one of my two readers already knows.
And even better, what would you rather be doing if you could do anything?