Of course it was sad to leave the Island – it always is. What I love the most are the sounds of birds and waves, the salt air, the lush serenity of nature in such a miraculous place.
It was damp and especially salty out this morning, overcast in a most romantic way. I had my breakfast on the porch then packed up and left a small gift for our hosts.
The dog and I both returned to Houston rejuvenated and with our spirits lifted. I felt very inspired – and a little manic – so after lunch I went to the art supply store and bought all kinds of crazy colorful stuff to make Easter wreaths. My top collector was talking about wanting one, and I’m sure other people will as well. Stay tuned!
