There comes a time when I start longing for some things.
I feel like a deprived child crying out for my favourite toy. My favourite toy you ask? Sand and big rocks, water and a sunset.

This is manditory for me at least twice a year. Thats really the only way I can keep my sanity. I'm hoping I can escape for a weekend or two up to the cottage or at least visit Wasaga for a night.

The most romantic thing I could ever think of is sitting back to front on the rocky beach on the other side of the harbour at my cottage, listening to the waves crash on the beach and watching the beautiful sunsets that Port Elgin always promises. It's always been a dream, but never a reality. Maybe someday soon!