Sunday.
In Anna Maria.
Coffee on our dock.
Involves sharing breakfast with some creature
who is on the hunt for his own type of food.
Sunday.
In Anna Maria.
May involve lots of labor.
Like removing this old stump from our property.
Sunday.
In Anna Maria.
In Anna Maria.
May require even more labor.
Like removing a second stump as well.
(The Professor got all aggressive on that stump
until it was pretty much gone.
I was very impressed!)
Sunday.
In Anna Maria.
Requires rest and relaxation.
Especially after all that choppin'.
After all, Sunday is a day of rest.
Sunday.
In Anna Maria.
My home away from home.
A place I hold in my heart
no matter where my travels take me.
~
reena
(aka missing the mom gene)
