Oh, The Randomness of it All

Sunny days this week mean . . .

Progress!!!!

Remember this rose bush?

A mere sprig two years ago . . .

The same bush today. (And, no, I haven't given it any nurture, care or plant food!

There really is a mail box in there!

I finally downloaded pics from the little camera, and I have to bask once again, in the glory of a dream fulfilled:

Watermelon art!?!?!

Don't try this at home!

By the light of the harvest moon . . .

See the stars???

Didn't see them? Well, click on the picture and make it bigger.

Look at what has been going on inside of our endless summer outdoor heater since it fell blew over a couple of years ago:

That's all I have time for tonight, except, of course, a puzzle. I have to go out and watch a meteor shower.

Come Into Our Cave House

I am crazy in love with our little Cave House at Citronella! Mosquito nets. Fresh air. Enchanting views. A hammock and deck chairs. A shower out on the cliff. My very own private swimming cove. The sound of the sea lapping at the cliffs and waves booming inside the cave underneath us to lull me to sleep at night and greet me in the morning. Sleeping under a mosquito net. Sleeping outside under the full moon. Do you see a pattern here? Sleep. Relax. Sleep. I slept twice as much here as I do at home.

Wouldn't you love to come in?

Mosquito nets.

Did I say mosquito nets????

Forgive me please. I've never had a mosquito net before. I'm smitten.

The last thing I saw at night.

The first thing I saw in the morning.

Would you like to come sit a spell on the porch?

Isn't this just the most charming place?!

The terrace.

The front yard.

Oh, how I loved my front yard!

The neighbors and their cove. On the other side of that cliff is the "world-famous Rick's Cafe." We swam over there one night to see the cliff-diving action. Craaazzzzy, Mon!

My Caribbean Front Yard

Look out the window . . .

That was my front yard last week.

Oh my heavens!

As the Pioneer Woman would say, "Help me, Rhonda!"


If that's not enough to make you go weak in the knees, check this out: there is a sea cave underneath our little house!

Brave Dr. David actually jumped in from up here. It was tempting. Very Tempting. But I decided it would be foolhardy to risk hurting something when I had to be physically intact for shooting a wedding a few days hence. Shame on the mermaid! Now I will have to go back to redeem myself.