You may have noticed ---- Florida is experiencing the heaviest, most consistent rain since one of their newsmaking tropical depressions. As I left Jacksonville yesterday, everyone warned me about the impending doom ahead.
I ran into and out of showers, but actually saw evidences of sunshine. Amazing.
The instructions to my friend Robin's house were pretty straightforward, but somehow I missed a turn. However, I am getting adept at the turning around move. To be honest, I was distracted by a large man with flowing gray hair and no shirt standing behind a car (try to get the picture) which covered his lower half. He was standing directly across from my turn, so my curiosity cost me a few blocks of uncertainty. Apparently, he fancies himself to be a witch. No, I didn't stop to "do a Charlie."
I wish you could walk into this sanctuary Robin, Victoria, and Victoria's son call home. It is literally nestled at the end of a cul de sac, plucked out of an iffy neighborhood into its own world. The art, the furnishings, the color, the flow ----I couldn't stop looking, asking, and absorbing. They have been redoing the house for 9 years. It was simply a disheveled shell when they bought it and they have lovingly brought this cottage masterpiece to life. Is this an HGTV dream or what?
In the guest room/study, I started to lay down to sleep (after midnight) when my eye caught two photos on the bookshelf.....Dad and Robin in their last visit shortly before his death. Kinda cool!
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