Good Morning

It's 5:45 in the morning. I'm blearily checking email and generally farting around online while Cleo sings to her two-headed duck and says, "Ba ba buh buh nuh nuh nuh naaaaa" to her wooden cup. Soon I will be awake enough to make some toast for myself and a vile yogurt/prune concoction for her. But for now, I have to share a link with you. I'm a loyal reader of Antonia at Whoopee, and this is why: she misses the sea.