Sometimes it’s nice to have a little variety.

The repetitive sounds of the waves are very relaxing, and I really do have to fight the temptation to fall asleep on the beach.

Blister City awaits me if I fall asleep on the beach.

Here there are no seeds to plant, no weeds to pull, no crops to harvest.

At first I am antsy, then I relax.

It’s a shame to live so close to these beautiful beaches and not visit once in a while.

I visit, then head home, hoping that I did not get burnt, and eager to see garden green.

Do you prefer the beach or the garden?