Idol Chatter

I thought you might like to have a look see of our lovely bed and breakfast. It is as warm and inviting as it appears and the inhabitants are superior hosts.

I get excited when I see flowers blooming with abandon and in abundance. Especially species not generally found in the tropics. It's a throwback to my childhood, of that I'm certain.

Although there were no cowboy boots in my childhood. They would not have been permitted on Line Road.

The impatiens, yes. The boots? Never.

And who are these two gorgeous creatures? It's the ghost of Henna Present. The Henna who is patiently waiting for just the right opportunity to bolt through the door and terrorize this idyllic neighborhood.

I'm not certain whose idea this was.

But someone needs to be reminded that not only are we on vacation; we are retired. Get your projects done on your own time and don't involve us.

I guess Chris didn't get the memo.

That boy never did listen to me.