| Just something very simple, but...
DH and I had a very, very romantic morning last Sunday. We had an early breakfast at the Kona cafe at the Poly (sat on the same side of the table and talked and laughed), then went down and walked the beaches. We rolled up our pantlegs and strolled at the water's edge, just luxuriating in the morning sunlight and the magic of the castle towers in the distance. We were the only ones on the beach at that hour, and it just felt...well, magical. It wasn't costly or elaborate, but it was pretty romantic standing on the white sand, just the two of us, kissing and writing our names in the sand with our toes.
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