this land...

in this land of not-bohemia, a land that honors the bohemian spirit, a land of intricate wrought-iron...

where even the bugs wear their most gorgeous colors...

and the friendly faces have a slightly exotic flavor...

and palm tree fronds dance in the soft evening sunset...

where stars cover the floor of teal green seas...

and coral washes to the shore in the shape of hearts...

this land that has been home yet not home for the bohemian for the last two months...
this land has embedded itself deep within her bohemian heart, and shall forever remain,  a land of her dreams.  and land of riotous colors, a thousand shade of greens, and a family so dear to her heart.  and yet, she has missed her sweet fairie grandchildren immensely!  so home she must fly...               home-sweet-home wishes to you and yours today.  don't forget to play!

she went to the beach...

...the beach where the waves were wild and strong.  she didn't brave the water, she's not much of a swimmer.... a mermaid in imagination only...

so she spent her time creating one of her beach collages, this one made of seashells and bits of coral...

right, bottom corner of collage...

and then she took her markers, and drew a fine picture:

this was "the post that did not want to be"...  the bohemian fought the computer to download these pictures.  she is fresh out of patience, so this is all you get today.  p.s. thanks to her lovely editors, C.J. and Faith Wisdom, you got at least THIS much!!   "may waves of patience flow over you today"... (thanks, Faith, for the quote).  the bohemian will be back another, perhaps less challenging, day.