I wish that I could stumble back to bloglandia with an apology for being
noticeably absent because I was kidnapped and swept away to a remote
private island . . . where I was forced to spend my days in a dreamy hammock
overlooking a shimmering pool, overlooking a shimmering ocean .... . .
whilst being served endless margaritas by an ever attentive staff -
and frolicking in that shimmering pool until it was time for my daily massage
in a small pavilion on the beach.
Alas, it's a lovely dream ... . . but, not a reality.
Best to say - Real Life swept in and took over Blog Life.
No posts, no visits to catch up with each of you .
Stanford and I haven't forgotten about you or our promise to
continue his travels to your mailboxes . His journey has simply
been a bit delayed.
Hugs to all of you who left thoughtful notes -
I hope your weekend will be .. . . dreamy.
Some of you may recognize these photos of
Sir Richard Branson's Necker Island,
in the British Virgin Islands.
Haven't been there ? You simply must put it on
your travel list of places to swim/lounge/play before you die.
I love the fact that it has a main house and additional
small beach side cottages.
Bring a few friends and
everyone gets a bit of privacy.
Click HERE to take the tour.