There was also a cemetery that likely had a story, but I didn't find it today....
Sad to be remembered as a pile of leaves and granite and nothing else. I pray I leave at least a memory or two for the generations to follow me.
We met this little guy in a parking lot while on the quest for something non-fried to eat...
A little time at the beach...the guy with the big orange nose was being picked on by others. I truly hope he was just playing dead...
The catch of the day was slimmer, but fixed for supper...along with the oysters.
Did you know water doesn't just magically appear...
Gotta go, supper is ready...
What a FUN post! I loved every minute of it!
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Thanks Mar!
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