Lollygagging at the beach
Me and Willy were lollygagging by the scuttlebutt after being aloft to boy. Leave your worries behind and visit our adorable, whimsical beach cottage. He was wearing white beach pants, his yoga-toned torso draped in a well-worn “Free Willie†T-shirt with an old mug shot of Willie Nelson. Arriving at our hotel, Montpelier Plantation & Beach, Libby and I were greeted by Ziggy, a friendly, honey-colored. The key to successful lollygagging is to do it creatively.