the ocean breeze is blowin' right my way and for some reason winter has turned into the golden age of sunshine. arctic loners rock has become sunshine day. next week i will be wandering through the heath with a head full of nothing and a sigh of relief escaping me with the soils of a new home under foot. oh the sound of sweet birdies chirping and the grass growing....and then sunnO))) filling my being till i burst. a drone a day keep the doctor away. 
antarctica! wow!