And she basks in Northern Sunlight…

There is something truly magical about waking up surrounded by those who love you, leisurely rolling over, the sound of birds out the window, and coffee in bed. Time is irrelevant.

There were standard chores around the house, and phone calls to be made. But the sunlight beckoned and we journeyed down to the seaside. Where I kicked off my shoes, and Lola chased seagulls, and the wind gently pawed at my hair while I dug through beach stones searching for treasures.

The magic in the North is in the smell of the sea and the feel of a 60 degree day. Cat naps ensued. Cold beer was waiting. The vacation was only just beginning…