Love Grows Where My Rosemary Goes.
Destination: Rosemary Beach, Florida
You know, it just hit me — just last night, like a fist to the cheekbone — that I’m going to be seeing my brother, my sister, and my father over the course of a week starting Thursday, and that seeing all three of them in such close proximity of timing is a rarity rated up there with lightning strikes and Nessie sightings. Read the rest of this gem…