Wait, you didn't know I was gone? That's because I'm all cagey and stuff. But I'm back. After a beautiful week at my family's summer home. After a week of sun and ice cream and waking with the sunrise. After a week of balloons and pizza (peee-sah!) at the band concert.
After a week of home cooked food in my favorite kitchen.
After a week of remembering the feel of sand between toes (some of us liked it better than the toddlers of us).
After a week of watching the fish get off-loaded at the pier while harbor seals wait, hoping for a stray to fall into their open mouths.
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| Down they go! Down the chute! |
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| At least four seals bobbing by the pier |
It was a beautiful week. Sunny and wonderful. I missed the earthquake in DC, as I lazed on the beach, watching the seagulls fly overhead. I am told that people felt the quake as far north as Boston. I guess I was cushioned by the sand beneath me. I didn't even see a Great White Shark on my trip - that's how calm and perfect everything was. Although, seeing a shark might have made it a little more perfect. Who knows. I'm back.
After a week of home cooked food in my favorite kitchen.
After a week of remembering the feel of sand between toes (some of us liked it better than the toddlers of us).
