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Oct. 8th, 2006 10:41 pm
This should not come as a surprise to anyone who knows my meatspace name. Fourth most common last name in the United States. First name in the top 20.
Oct. 8th, 2006
This should not come as a surprise to anyone who knows my meatspace name. Fourth most common last name in the United States. First name in the top 20.
The beach was terrific, thanks for asking!
Oct. 8th, 2006 10:51 pmMy lovely and talented wife and I spent a weekend at the beach. The Oregon Coast, to be specific. We got there about 10 p.m. Friday. Saturday was predicted to be gray, overcast and cool. Instead it was clear, brilliant blue skies...and fairly cool. After all, it is October in Oregon.
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snippy never fails to be enchanted and excited by visiting the beach. No matter how tired or unhappy or sad she is, seeing the ocean and (ideally) walking on the beach and getting her feet wet in the surf never fails to lift her spirits. We stayed in a hous with a fairly good view of the beach and a great view of the ocean, but we got down to the beach a couple of times to spend some time walking or sitting and reading in the sunshine.
Lots of dogs cavorting on the beach as well. What's not to love for a dog? A vast expanse of sand to run around on, countless fascinating smells to investigate, people to play with.
It is not the beach of my childhood, hot sand under a hot sun, with warm water to play in (and which does not involve the ever present threat of giant logs rolling in to crush your ribcage if you're unlucky!). And it still doesn't look right to see the sun setting over the ocean. It's supposed to rise over the ocean and set over the sound, just like it does at Wrightsville Beach, North Carolina. Which, of course, is the model for all beaches everywhere, right?
Still, it was a good weekend. We got home about noon today, feeling relaxed and happy. And then realized we were very tired and our muscles were stiff from walking on loose sand and from going up and down four flights of steps all weekend (it's a very large house we stayed in). But it was worth it.
snippy never fails to be enchanted and excited by visiting the beach. No matter how tired or unhappy or sad she is, seeing the ocean and (ideally) walking on the beach and getting her feet wet in the surf never fails to lift her spirits. We stayed in a hous with a fairly good view of the beach and a great view of the ocean, but we got down to the beach a couple of times to spend some time walking or sitting and reading in the sunshine.Lots of dogs cavorting on the beach as well. What's not to love for a dog? A vast expanse of sand to run around on, countless fascinating smells to investigate, people to play with.
It is not the beach of my childhood, hot sand under a hot sun, with warm water to play in (and which does not involve the ever present threat of giant logs rolling in to crush your ribcage if you're unlucky!). And it still doesn't look right to see the sun setting over the ocean. It's supposed to rise over the ocean and set over the sound, just like it does at Wrightsville Beach, North Carolina. Which, of course, is the model for all beaches everywhere, right?
Still, it was a good weekend. We got home about noon today, feeling relaxed and happy. And then realized we were very tired and our muscles were stiff from walking on loose sand and from going up and down four flights of steps all weekend (it's a very large house we stayed in). But it was worth it.
