Beach Pictures

I had a 3 hour nap today and I still feel too tired to type.  So pardon my lack of wit, but here come the beach pictures.  We stayed and my folks' house on the Delaware Bay the weekend of the Whitaker reunion.  It's a ramshackle cottage in constant need of repair, but damn if it isn't the most relaxing place once you're there.  Mom and Dad are finding it less so, since they're seldom there w/o a caulk gun and a hammer, but WE enjoyed it.  Ben got a little modeling for Polo in while we were there:

Julianna and Lily on the beach.  Those sticks behind Lily have been there since we got the house, in like 1981 or something.  I thought they were for crab pots, but nothing ever seems to happen around them.  I wonder how far they must be in the ground to have stood all this time and all these storms.  I think maybe they come from the earth's core.



Careful!  Horseshoe crab's gonna git yer feet!



Fredo LOVED it.  He had a dog party on the beach:

I kept him on the long leash for a while, so that I could pull him out of a fight, should it become necessary.  But everyone played nice.  That's Sadie (Golden with a funny haircut), Max (big ol' lab), and Bailey (frisbee crazed Border Collie).  Bailey was far more interested in the frisbee than the other dogs.  She could have chased that thing for all eternity.  And was QUITE peeved when Sadie kept going after it.  Once, it rested on the sand long enough for Fredo to get a snif.  He looked up like, "THIS is what all the excitement is about?  You can't eat this!"  After we went back to the house, Sadie came by a few times, looking in the windows to see if Fredo could play.  The place is so quiet that I just let him out.  He was in heaven.  He needs a way-back machine so that he can go to the days of dogs just roaming the neigborhood in little packs.  He'd be hit by a carw/in a week, of course, but he'd be so happy until then.