Gasparee Girls - Once in a while I get on a plane [and then in a car and then on to a boat] and go back to the place where I spent the majority of the warm weekends of my formative years.
Usually I am very eager to share this place and manage to convince a few lovely friends to come along. Little do they know I will most likely spy on them swimming. Armed with pencils and paint.
It's just enough to make me homesick, but also just enough to remind me that I've been a very lucky girl this life.