now face west

We had big plans today to do several household chores as well as some shopping, but things got derailed the way they often do when outside forces insist on poking their ugly needle noses into our bubble.  So with the bubble popped, we abandoned the plan and satisfied ourselves with simply finding some lunch.  We drove to the sea and had lunch on the coast at a place that was once an old boathouse, then walked along the beach at low tide.  We meandered down the shoreline for what seemed like forever - reading the messages other people had scraped into the sand.  Sandy loves John forever.  I put pebbles in my pocket, washed smooth and round by the sea.

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