“Sunny days can be a lot of fun, if you are in that relaxed hazy kind of mood, but if not, well, then there might just be, trouble!” Gun Roswell

A funky day kind of hanging seat

The weather fine, check.
The sun was shining, check.
All the task done, check.
Car packed and ready, check.
And then it was just to punch in the heading.
Towards the sunny beach side of thing.
And I, I was so totally happy I could sing.

Riding in the car, not to slow or too fast, but wanting to get there as soon as possible was the general idea, as today, was the only day, of total leisure without even an iota of work to do in sight And this fact alone, should have brought out the wide smiles. And so they did and they were, plastered on all the members taking part in this impromptu kind of an outing. Steering to the sunny side of the beach, and the hanging kind of a seat, near the waters edge, where most of us would easily pledge, our own souls for letting us stay near the sooting waves at least for this one special day.