Midsummer escape

Everybody's talking at me.

I don't hear a word they're saying,

Only the echoes of my mind.

I'm going where the sun keeps shining

Thru' the pouring rain,

Going where the weather suits my clothes.

Backing off of the North East wind,

Sailing on summer breeze

And skipping over the ocean like a stone . . .

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I’ll be back Monday, my friends. Hopefully I’ll have some good photos to share with you. I need to be near the water, to feel the sand in between my toes, and perhaps have an adventure or two. I’ve auto-posted until then on A Picture A Day, my photo blog.

See you then,

Harry Nilsson lyrics, from Midnight Cowboy. [Florabella] textures. See my [Flickr page] for texture recipes.