The big and little things I don’t want to forget. Like, this room:This room with seating for all of us. And room to spare. I love that we all hung out in here together. Comfortably. Cozily. Sometimes doing the same thing (playing Monopoly, watching movies). Sometimes doing our own thing. But together. That was awfully nice.The light. The glorious, warm, abundant light that filled this house during the day.The yard. The HUGE yard.The HUGE yard that was filled each night with HUGE bullfrogs. Ok. A not-so-great thing: all the windows/skylights with rusted out, bent screens that allowed wasps to come and go as they pleased. The ones that didn’t leave of their own volition … we killed. Not fond of wasps.Another not-so-great thing: this BBQ. It barely worked. Which was a bad thing, because we splurged on the house. Not on restaurants.But the not-so-great stuff didn’t leave too bad a taste in our mouths, because of course, we were living at this beach. This beach/cove where we saw the sun rise.And the sun set.The sun hidden by clouds.And the sun gloriously shining. This jeep, which was so much fun. With the top on and the top off. It was so much fun, it may have had something to do with encouraging our recent purchase. This jeep, that Big Dude was happy to pull to the side of the road to let me grab snapshots of beauty. Speaking of, and not that I could ever forget this, but … there’s pretty much a beautiful vista wherever you are on this island…And lastly, our one nice meal out (we were probably fed up with the BBQ) at The Common Ground. Really yummy food.
This trip was a blessing. Truly.