With continued perfect weather, JT and I went back to the beach for some more summer. There are so many dogs who love to play in the water; their joy is infectious.
This is the remains of an old boat ramp at the lighthouse, with crumbling concrete and rusting rails.
I happened to look in the right spot at the right time, to see this bald eagle sitting in the top of a tree. It made most un-eagle like noises at this passing gull.
satiny old driftwood
This boat was paddled in to shore and stayed awhile, awaiting a new battery as it turned out. Apparently, even if you own a pretty boat, you'd better stow an oar somewhere handy.
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Okay, I am seriously going to have to come visit you next summer. Looks like way too much fun! :)
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