We're back from Devon and still waiting for confirmation on our application for the rental property we found - a closet for the cost of a house. Seriously friends. A home nonetheless (I'm grateful for all your good wishes and crossed fingers).
Anyway, waiting, waiting.
Miss4 managed a sunny day at the beach.
On our return, "I waited my whole life to go to the beach". The best things come to the patient right?
Have a lovely weekend.
p.s, thanks Kylie, for acknowledging my poem as a poem.
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