We’re almost at the end of a lil two-week break in Antigua. I wasn’t going to say too much about it because firstly, we weren’t totally sure we’d be able to go because of worky stuff, and secondly, who the heck wants to hear about someone else’s blissful sunshiney beachtime if you’re not there with them? I don't. I suffer from severe vacation envy. (I know. I'm really not very emotionally mature.)
But then Fox and Errol and I were on the beach at dusk the other night, and it was so beautiful I wanted to share it with you guys.