A seashell fairy, mermaid, and tiny angel, along with some pirates and a few sniffles at Fernandina Beach

On our visit to see family in Georgia and Florida, we spent an hour or so on Fernandina Beach.

This wasn’t exactly a beach trip, between coolish weather and busy days with family.

When my sister-in-law and I saw a break in the clouds that coincided with a pause in our schedule, we grabbed our opportunity (and our jackets) and skeedaddled out to the sand to gather up shells, stretch our legs, and soak up any and all sun that was available. 
My teen niece from Wyoming didn’t seem to think it was chilly, even ran out into the waves.  My own feet, did not get near the surf.

It might even have been better weather back home in Kansas while we were on the coast.  But the key words in that sentence are “we were on the coast”. 

No complaints from me about time for walking on the sand! I was thrilled to be there, see family, and get this short but needed stroll to watch the waves.

Before hitting the shore for sandy toes, we walked through the town to have lunch.  It’s a pretty little place and the shops are interesting.

The best part were the photo ops.  Pirates and sharks galore! My sister, Bobbie, would’ve loved it, so I posed with each and every one. 

For her.

The next day, I woke up with a sore throat, so we cut the trip short and headed home.  I didn’t want to expose anyone else to my sniffles and since I’d been away so much since October, all I really wanted was my own bed to curl up in and blow my nose while getting caught up on my favorite shows.

This was my first cold in four years.  Funny enough, I was in Florida for that one too.

We took a new (for us) route home, on highways instead of interstates.  We decided it was the only way to go, we missed the traffic back ups in Atlanta, Nashville, and Chattanooga, plus saw interesting sights along the way.

 I was able to drive a few hours on the first leg of the journey but by day two, I simply wasn’t up to it.  Poor Rich had to do the whole day of driving while I sketched on old book pages.  At least on the smooth stretches of road. On curvy or hilly parts, the pen needed to be put down.  Between my dizziness from the cold and the somewhat twisty roads, I took some breaks in my work.

For the last two days, I’ve sat in front of the tv with my paints adding color to the stack of drawings that I made on the trip.  My timing was pretty good, two days of sketching, two days of painting, while feeling my worst.  Now I’m up and better, ready to hit the studio to mat and tag my doodles.

While I did get stuff done, I still am behind due to the faucet of never ending snot that I was dealing with.  Good Juju weekend is this week, and I still have some things to tend to there.  Luckily, my cold is ending in time to finish up and be there for customers.

There isn’t too much to work on, it’s pretty well ready to go, but there is still some fine tuning to be done, and photos to take.

I’ll show you the finished product next post.