Sunday, June 23, 2013


Usually, by the end of a vacation, I am ready to be home. Not this time. I think I could have stayed in that beach house in San Diego for the rest of my life and not looked back. Alas, we took our last breaths of glorious wet, salty sea air Saturday morning and loaded up the car for the long ride into the desert.

The beach was so good to us last week. Pictures to come.


  1. steph I agree. Love the beach and the beach is where I grew up.
    love and Hugs

  2. What a sweet photo-and I second the beach house stay in San Diego and not looking too, especially if you get me from here to there in the awful gray cold months of February.


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