Friday, June 8, 2012

It's Raining, it's Pouring...

It's raining, it's pouring... and we're off to the beach!
We're taking an abbreviated long weekend to head down to the shore for long lovely windswept walks, sand-castle building... and maybe a bit of blustery paddling.
While in my youth I never let a mid-winter go by without a midnight swim, I find old-age has blunted my hard-core tendencies. I may paddle. Paddling may go thigh high. I doubt further. And it won't be at midnight. Goodbye glory days, hello days of grubby kisses!
I miss the girl I was. But I love the kids I have.
The skies are heavy and laden, the car is even more laden. Soon we'll be driving through rain and night and then opening the door to smell the wild tang of sea and coast and settling into our little coastal home.
Hello Sea, hello storm, hello open-fires, here we come! 

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