I love Coastal Living magazine.
I obviously don't live on the coast, have a coastal cottage, or even get to the seaside as much as i'd love to. However, I really enjoy perusing this magazine & think you will too.
So, leave me a comment with your guess of how many beach pictures I took last week ( I know, no one really cares but thought this would be fun). The one closest to the total I will gladly send a years subscription.
Sunday we headed about an hour east to a 15 acre sunflower farm. We stumbled upon this a few years ago prior to a feature that Southern Living ran about their July festival. With a couple years of drought plus the added crowds, there aren't quite as many flowers available as in years past, but gorgeous none the less.
Dan described this day as the perfect storm. If it could go wrong, it did.
But we walked away with our huge bucket of flowers , muddy feet, and loads of smiles to end what started out as a rocky day. My sweet guy always knows how to make things all better for his type-A ( & that day, very grumpy) wife. I am so blessed to have this gentle, even-tempered and endlessly loyal man to help me through days when I feel like I've failed as a mom or failed as a friend.
I love you big guy~~thank you for being the calm in my storm and the safe place to lay my head everynight. I wouldn't want to walk through georgia red clay with anyone else but you~
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