When I was on vacation, Mr. Moon and I stopped in at a restaurant down in Stuart and right outside the ladies' room, there was the picture you see above. It is actually a picture of a painting and my heart just stopped when I saw it because if there is ever in this world a Ms. Moon Dream House, that would be it. I'd need a few more trees and some chickens running about, but that could be easily remedied. And then I realized last night that one of my favorite Facebook pages, A Tropical Frontier, has the a picture of the same house, but of a different perspective as it's header.
Indeed, one of Mr. Robnson's books, also entitled A Tropical Frontier, has the same photograph on its cover.
I have left a comment for Mr. Robinson to ask who the artist might be. And I sure do need to order that book. And doing a little search, I see that there are several books in this series and I think I would love them all.
Oh, how I do love the internet and the way things seem to come together and lead down other paths and then circle back and whet and satisfy curiosity, all at once.
But back to that house.
Yes. I wonder if it still stands. And that poinciana tree. Glory hallelujah!
Well, it's Sunday morning, trembling on the verge of Sunday afternoon and the big breakfast has been made and eaten and cleaned up after and laundry is going and I am about to start back to work on my baby blanket. I could not be happier.
Until the actual baby arrives. Soon, soon, SOON!
All love...Ms. Moon