Saturday, we enjoyed late summer weather as we strolled down one of the best beaches I know, on Marrowstone Point. The kids and dogs were happy...
and a sunny, flat driftwood bed called my name.
while my fingers trailed in warm sand, this happened:
I totally zonked out, like an old lady! I fell asleep on driftwood! A crazy old beach lady!
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| Like the pedometer falling out of my pocket next to the giant hunting knife? |
Hahahahahahahahaha! My dog, Tootie, woke me up by jumping on my belly and shoving her tongue 4 inches up my nostril.
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| Fortunately, the pedometer has a lanyard that keeps me from losing it! |
And that was yesterday.
Today's walk was an impromptu hike down a soft, sunny path that led from the old cannon bunkers at Fort Flagler to one of the searchlight stations. It was so soft, I took off my shoes and 2/3 of the family followed suit. They loved it, and I was so happy to share such an incredible experience with them and their feet.
The other 1/3 took off once we hit the searchlight station, bolted willy-nilly down a sandy cliff and got stuck. As did the dogs that followed. The Huz, brave and Dadly as ever, climbed down and eventually hoisted everyone up. I helped a little, but the mother-in-me's sphincter was clenched too tight as I watched my baby boy flounder on the cliffs. All I really did was help hoist a scared poodle and repeatedly convince my 7-year old that she did not need to go down and rescue Daddy and Brother.
What a great weekend! I hope yours was fantastic!
XOX,
Dani
All wonderful photos taken by Jeff Hemmat, Awesome Husband Extraordinaire.
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