All this water: Undrinkable. Jai and Pat tried a few times, tentative laps followed by vigorous head shaking. The other cruel water trick was a hot tub at our rental house. Pat jumped in after the chemical floater and the look on his face was pure WTF.
People leash their dogs, big and little, to walk for miles on a mostly empty beach with the vast ocean, crashing and receding to crash bigger; wet sand reflecting the sky….almost beside the point.
Speaking of which, I have about a week to get me and Jai's head back in the game.
A concerned child said:
Did you forget to mention that you were on vacation with YOUR CHILDREN?
froth froth froth.
The beach is a good place for reflections.
CC – I hope you have one of your spare lobster bibs at home, too, with all that frothing. I mentioned in the PREVIOUS post on THIS BLOG that I was on vacation with MY CHILDREN. I wrote ALL ABOUT VACATIONING AT THE OREGON COAST WITH MY BELOVED OFFSPRING ON MY OTHER BLOG – YOUHEARDME.typepad.com
Not really. It doesn’t exist. Still, I love you and worry for the frothing…
J!! I reflected on the beach and it reflected on me. I think we are both better for it.