In response to Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Celebrate Good Times.”
It’s summer. Beach weather, hot sticky, nhouses of tourists descend like locusts on to the beach… wait I’m one of the locusts. Renting a condo To celebrate summer, that is it’s own good news.
This week’s keys.
A short walk to the beach.
Starting with full bottles of bourbon
State parks and gardens half hour away.
Beating rest of tourists to grocery .
Seven days nothing to do