The Giver of All Good Things

Here's me,
 making like a piece of driftwood
 on our day spent at the beach.

Who needs a spa, when your husband chooses rocks, 

heated by the sun,

 and places them on your shoulders to ease muscles and relax you.

The Buchart and Minter Gardens may attract the crowds,

but nothing compares with the sweet and unassuming beauty of wildflowers,

 growing amidst the driftwood.

And as for purchasing a memento of the day

 in an over-priced gift shop...

a simple shell, washed up onto the sand will do nicely!

I enjoyed the view immensely...
Both of them!

And, 

before heading back to the Fun Bug,

to continue on our day... 

I gave thanks, 

to The One Who is the Giver of All Good Things.