Thursday, August 20, 2009
Awoke to another bright and sunny day. The plan called for us to leave Nicky in the Casita and spend the day at the beach. Carol put on her new bikini, I whistled approvingly, and we set off. Unpacking the chairs we sat and looked out over the sea. The waves had increased dramatically, making for more exciting swimming. Splashing and laughing through the surf I know these days are precious, as I don't know what the future holds. Should war, pestilence, political turmoil and financial collapse visit us in the years to come, at least I'll know that for one day, one summer, we had it all.
Back in the Casita after a pleasant nap it was time for more bicycling (not that kind Vinnie), this time going a little further afield. The trail took us through the natural wonders of marshlands, dunes and coastal forests. The rolling landscape produced further Blue Heron sightings. In the forest we came across an abandoned apple orchard that had several untended trees still producing fruit. We picked a dozen or so and took them home. The 8 kilometer ride ended just about the time the sun was setting. The clouds reflected a reddish hue that swept over the marshlands. We stopped and tried to get a picture but I doubt any camera could do it justice.
Over the last couple of weeks we have both become regular night owls. Carol has taken to playing “Word Mole” a game she thoroughly enjoys that came with the Blackberry. I usually will read or write for awhile before watching a movie. It wasn't until after midnight until we were ready to return to “The Civil War”.
Awoke to another bright and sunny day. The plan called for us to leave Nicky in the Casita and spend the day at the beach. Carol put on her new bikini, I whistled approvingly, and we set off. Unpacking the chairs we sat and looked out over the sea. The waves had increased dramatically, making for more exciting swimming. Splashing and laughing through the surf I know these days are precious, as I don't know what the future holds. Should war, pestilence, political turmoil and financial collapse visit us in the years to come, at least I'll know that for one day, one summer, we had it all.
Back in the Casita after a pleasant nap it was time for more bicycling (not that kind Vinnie), this time going a little further afield. The trail took us through the natural wonders of marshlands, dunes and coastal forests. The rolling landscape produced further Blue Heron sightings. In the forest we came across an abandoned apple orchard that had several untended trees still producing fruit. We picked a dozen or so and took them home. The 8 kilometer ride ended just about the time the sun was setting. The clouds reflected a reddish hue that swept over the marshlands. We stopped and tried to get a picture but I doubt any camera could do it justice.
Over the last couple of weeks we have both become regular night owls. Carol has taken to playing “Word Mole” a game she thoroughly enjoys that came with the Blackberry. I usually will read or write for awhile before watching a movie. It wasn't until after midnight until we were ready to return to “The Civil War”.
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