I've been so careful for the last few weeks NOT to mention Lopez Island or my longing to return. I really, really hate constant complaining, and that's about all I would have been able to do. But finally, it looks like I may get up to the island later this week. So my anticipation is palpable. Okay, so I may not be able to scramble over the logs and rocks at the beach. I can at least be there, breathe the salty air, and absorb the island magic.
My good friend will be joining me. And I'm traveling very light - only a couple of projects to work on, and not bringing the harp. Being on crutches certainly helps you to be more organized and prioritized.
Absence certainly does make the heart grow fonder in this case!!!