Wednesday, July 17, 2013

198. The fence

Early this morning, I drove to the coast to attend a workshop for work.  It was a great training and well worth my time.  Before we left to head back home, I looked longingly at the gorgeous view from the parking lot.  

It almost seems cruel to have workshops in such beautiful places. 

The fence and a bit of bramble was all that stood between me and that fabulous sand.

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