Finally made it back to Anchors Bay. And how lucky — in time to watch the dreamy sundown.
Although it’s been a while, it felt just like old times: Quiet and magical. Kinda like everything and everyone on the island had slowed down.
These are just a few things that keep me coming back here.
You see, when relationships start to come unstuck, and lose their spark (as they so often do) I’m pretty sure a therapist would suggest listing all the things you love, just to rejig your memory.
So here we are.