Beach Walk

Something I will never tire of

is this view

no matter how close or far away

I turn around and there it is

I guess it takes me to my happy place

knowing that this is my space

no matter what

Sunday was all mine on our last trip to the cottage

and after brunch I laced up and took off

the birds were on the mudflats

having their lunch I suppose

and every once in awhile they would take flight

my cousin Donny was my walking partner

along with the dogs

he was quite sick last year and although he is still too too thin

he is getting there ~ gaining weight and getting back on his feet

we were collecting beach glass 

which is something we used to do together as kids

we talked ~ reminisced ~ laughed

I am glad he was able to get down and spend some time

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we walked back the old road

and although there is hardly any bank left anymore

I love that there are flowers planted there

it takes you back to a time

when there was not only a bank

but a building that sat on the shore side of the road

we got back and relaxed

as you can see ~ someone was very tired!

Happy Monday

xo