thinking of warm weather...
ocean breeze....
the sound of the waves...
the smell of the sea...
and can't help but wonder about being on a deserted tropical island. I would love to be swinging beneath the trees in a double hammock with my man; shades covering my eyes and blocking the bright sun; half-finished novel laying in the sand under us; watching my son playing along the waves; breeze blowing every now and again to cool us off just a bit; listening to nothing in particular, but hearing every little noise there is; sand, sun, water, and seclusion.
the daydream begins...
...if I had my own private get-away island in the tropics...
the daydream ends...
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