Where is she?
For someone who claimed to be totally exhausted, she hasn't settled down one bit since we got here for vacation. I figured she'd grab a glass of wine and soak in the ensuite garden tub.
She couldn't have gone far—didn't bother with her sandals, but she's outside somewhere.
Someone went through the tall grasses up the hill. It's worth a try.
Aha.
This is so her, and it's picture-perfect. Not even the click of the camera awakens her, lying amid the flowers under this huge shade tree. Relaxation deluxe, I think, as I join her.
