Sunday, November 14, at the beach:
Birds
and big houses....
cause, well, everybody ain't suffering from the economic down turn;
I'm guessing on that .... they could have given up their weekly massage.
*shrugs*
Birds
and big houses....
cause, well, everybody ain't suffering from the economic down turn;
I'm guessing on that .... they could have given up their weekly massage.
*shrugs*
The birds -- gulls, petrels, and sandpipers do their thang.... in flocks.
I saw a seagull peck at a petrel like the bully of the beach, btw.
He had a huge fish -- he could have shared...
I saw a seagull peck at a petrel like the bully of the beach, btw.
He had a huge fish -- he could have shared...
"Bird without head."
Sounds like the title of a Picasso, doesn't it?
He actually does have a head, btw.
Sounds like the title of a Picasso, doesn't it?
He actually does have a head, btw.
Big surf, as well...
The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
from
Robert Frost, "Something by the Pacific"
except this is the Atlantic....
*twirls*
The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
from
Robert Frost, "Something by the Pacific"
except this is the Atlantic....
*twirls*
Wow - the beach is so deserted .. . if you don't count the birds! I hope you had a great time!
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ReplyDeleteOk, lets try this again. I left whole words out of my last comment. No alcohol involved. We so love having you here. You make us remember the things that make living here so perfect.
ReplyDeleteMuah. We love the beach.
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