I want to run away to the beach. The sound of the ocean waves, the smell of the salt air, it's the most relaxing place for me to be. If I could live any where, I think the coast is where I would want to be. lie to walk along the waters' edge picking up rocks, agates, and shells. Sometimes a piece of drift wood that I can bead around and add treasures to and make into a Wizard's Stick.
My Father gave me a rock tumbler so I can shine up the rocks and agates and then use in some of my art projects. Need to get more grit for the darn thing.
It's been a chaotic month of stress and frustrations. I'm ready to run away and hide. I won't but I'd sure like to!
It's a windy, rainy day. The sun peeks through the clouds every now and then. I'm cold and wrapped up in a blanket. I'm in a poopy mood today.