Sasha loves the sun, she loves to be warm. Lewis, not so much.
|wheres Waldo...er, Lewis?|
|Here's my sweet boy, filthy tennis ball at his feet.|
After second cup, dinner prep (bbq ribs and mac salad) and lunch we decided to do a bit of exploring. I was looking for a live (?) wreath to hang on the door (Christmasy smell and all) and we wanted to hit the Upper Crust Bakery before it closed for the day. We accomplished the necessary tasks and ended up at the beach, are you surprised? We didn't walk the beach, it was way too chilly and uber windy but we did view it.
Caspersen Beach, of fossilized shark tooth fame, really set us back on our heels today. It was never a very wide beach, always wild surf and walking people, not sunbathing people. It has suffered terrible beach erosion since we last were here, hardly any place to stroll, not many stretches of sand left to sift for those tiny black teeth. Sigh....that was then, this is now. I'm saying that more and more often lately it seems.
They say that accepting change is one of the attributes that helps a person live a long, happy life.