Happiness is Babylicious eating breakfast in the kitchen at the beach house with her Ruby Red Slippers on the seat next to her.
Happiness is the natural light that floods into the kitchen in the early mornings. Sitting around the island eating breakfast and having coffee with my family.
Happiness is walking to the beach in October when no one is around and chasing sea gulls in your shorts.
Happiness is swimming in the ocean in your jeans without a care in the world. Giggling as the waves crash into you. Happy to be one with the earth.
Happiness is cousins and the bond that is irreplaceable. My cousins are some of my closest friends. We spent summers at the beach together growing up. We were surrounded by each other and loved every minute of it.
Happiness is the island covered in butterflies. Everywhere you look surrounded by beauty.
Happiness is my family. Without them this place wouldn’t mean nearly as much.
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I added this to the 10.10.10 group on Flickr. I hope you took a picture today. If you did you should share it. Leave a comment and I will come and check it out.
