Favorite Place

There's a place that we go to in Florida with the sweet little name of Treasure Island. Every time I hear that name I get butterflies just thinking about how much I love being down there. It's quite a drive. Some 20 hours of scenery for me to look and ponder over as we make our way to the island. There's something about that town, that motel, that sand, that sends shivers up my spine (but in a good way). 

I can't wait till the day I walk on the sand to pick up that shell that caught my eye while I try to remember that feeling of that sand between my toes...