We arrived home yesterday from a beautiful week in Florida. Feeling a little dreamy, and so very thankful, the gift list goes on...
Sand between toes.
Jasmine scented air.
Shells in my pockets.
Bikes with baskets.
Ice cream parlors.
The outdoor terrace at The Gasparilla Inn. A beautiful, afternoon date.
Sunsets on the Gulf.
Seeing the stars. Away from the city.
Happy jumps in the pool.
Sea wet hair.
Manatees, turtles, ospreys, iguanas...
Buckets and shovels.
Wind through the palm trees.
Celebrating Papa's 70th.
Dinner on the porch.
Sand in my suitcase.
Getting to meet a talented illustrator.**
The view as you fly into National Airport.
** As I sat on the plane in Sarasota waiting to come home, a man with a big, black portfolio took the seat next to me. I inquired. And he tells me he is a children's book illustrator. I ask more, and he humbly starts to mention a few books he has illustrated. Hannah is on the other side of me (equally excited and interested by this man). It was Frank Remkiewicz (of the Froggy books, Horrible Harry, some Mathstart books, some Curious George, the Animal Crackers box, etc...). He very kindly pulled several pieces from his portfolio to show us. He showed us the process from receiving the text, to story boards, to publishers' edits. Hannah was able to read through a few books he is working on now. "You are the first kid to ever read this book," he told her. My book-loving, want-to-be-an-author-when-I-grow-up, budding artist was in a dreamland (as was I). What a fun 2 hour plane trip!