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'Lutra Girl

Well hello, three people who read this blog!
I haven't managed to post yet this month; thank goodness I get that extra leap year day...

I was back in the Bahamas from the 9th to the 17th, without any TV, and just spotty Internet (and water and power). Naturally, after a relaxing, tropical vacation, one returns to a shit show- cold weather, traffic jams, fraught relationships, work deadlines... remind me again why I don't decamp to Eleuthera full time?

Oh right, I work for my money.  Well, back at it tomorrow.  Still, I hope to find time to write something interesting or funny (or neither, but I try) over the next few days.  I am literally losing sleep over the US presidential elections, and need to find a way to become less obsessed with my disgust for all the GOP candidates.  Until then, here are some vacation shots, should anyone want to look at sunshine, blue sky and clear water. At least Donald Trump can't ruin that for me!

Setting up shop at Rainbow Beach

Sunset from roof deck.

Pink Sand Beach, Harbour Island.

Secluded beach on Whale Point, Eleuthera.

Next door neighbours' driveway, Eleuthera.

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