Sunday at the Beach

I have to have a book read by Wednesday for a Managers Meeting. The memo said "read it again by Wednesday" I assume I was to already have read it and I should have a copy but I don't. So I was panicking in the BCL stacks but Rachael helped me find it. Phewwwww




This little man entertained us for hours. He would sit at the shoreline waiting for just the right wave. He would get so excited his little knees would shake then he would fill up a vinyl bag and take it to his "camp". He was making a cocktail and he was very choosy about which ingredients went into it.


We are always reminded we are just a stone throw away from the rich and pampered.






Rachael got brave and swam way out past the sandbar.