(Or mostly wordless…)

Our our recent trip to Mexico, my tugboat man would leave at first light to get in an early surf sesh.

I walked to the beach after a leisurely cup of coffee on the patio with the resident cat to keep me company.

Here kitty, kitty, kitty! Crawl in my suitcase and don’t make a sound – I wish we could have brought her home with us, but that would be called stealing and I’d still be languishing in a Mexican jail.

I don’t have a good sense of direction, so this little guy was my marker, helping me remember which way to go.

Turn right at the tedddy bear. Adios!