There's been some mentioning of a little eco friendly dive upon the sea shore down in South America. On this lovely out of the way enchanted isle, I'd sit with a local child on my lap, tenderly brushing and braiding her hair. She'd lean over to kiss me softly upon the cheek and then run down the beach to join all her friends. Not only would I be the local hairdresser, but of course the beaches' only English teacher.
After a morning of learning the ABC's and writing our pen pals in Australia, we'd take recess on the beach riding beautiful horses with mane long and flowing. My daughter Annie would be the caretaker of the horses in between fashioning solar panels and wind mills to make our eco site even more friendly.
My Ontario friend would be smiling and pouring me a mimosa as we both realized a long time dream to be waist deep in the warm Pacific Currents.
The Dome lives on
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