I need to be there. I need to be SOUTH … as lovely as New England is this time of year I still need to be SOUTH …
I’ve been contemplating how to get there for years.
It’s almost time. The house is packed up for the most part, ready to move; this wanna-be Southern Belle is waiting with baited breath for the right buyer of the farm and the right farm to buy near the teal-blue waters and palm trees.
I try to fill my days with creative work … keep my mind busy talkin’ to horses and building my new business.
Every so often, tho, the tear wells up in the corner of my eye and just drips … one drop … down my cheek. Reminding me of where my heart and treasure lies.
one day soon … one day soon.