My favorite place

It's a cold, rainy, and very windy Saturday afternoon here at the Lakehouse.

One of those days when you sit inside, thinking about your favorite place.

For me, that would be the ocean...or the Gulf of Mexico.

A place with white sand beaches, and aqua waters.

Where the salt water spray erodes the paint from  wood doors, and front porches.

                                                                                  A place where sand and shells
                                                                 never end.

Perfect imperfections.

A place where  the beauty never ceases.

On days like this, there is such a longing in my soul for the sea.

For the surf, the sand, the salt, the shells......the sunsets.

Then I look around our little Lakehouse...I see all the  treasures brought back from our trips to the sea.

I can look forward to next winter, when we will travel south again...to the sand and surf.

I will be content where I am, here at the lake.

Enjoying the water, the sun, listening to the gulls overhead.

We always enjoy having friends over for an evening on the patio....watching the boats go by, sipping a glass of wine.

Now...if the sun would come out, the temps would get above 55 degrees, and it would stop raining, and the wind would stop blowing 45 mph, things would be great!!!!!!

See ya.....