It's that thing about finding the right place to relax and unwind. In this case I was looking out across the water thinking about how much I enjoy looking at the ocean these days rather than bobbing about on it.
To spend a couple of hours following my dog...
...looking out at the water...
...with the winds honking and the waves all ruffled up there is by contrast a certain serenity on the beach. Or, in the woods pausing to wait for the boss to catch up...
The Overseas Highway, inaudible with the wind at my back.
Looking for a late lunch...
And despite the battering of the waves there were boats buzzing around offshore. 
The radio tower on West Summerland.
The scout camp.
To spend a couple of hours following my dog......looking out at the water......with the winds honking and the waves all ruffled up there is by contrast a certain serenity on the beach. Or, in the woods pausing to wait for the boss to catch up... 
The Overseas Highway, inaudible with the wind at my back.
Looking for a late lunch...
And despite the battering of the waves there were boats buzzing around offshore. 
The radio tower on West Summerland.
The scout camp.
The dog. 
My own waterfront garden:
We located Jack riepe's missing penile implant. We were unable to lift it to package it for him so if anyone sees him let him know its washed up the beach here.
I turned my attention to Motorcyclist magazine and their glowing review of the Aprilia 750 while Cheyenne munched ona found doggie burger of some sort.
This really is a lovely spot.
Too bad work beckons.
My own waterfront garden:
We located Jack riepe's missing penile implant. We were unable to lift it to package it for him so if anyone sees him let him know its washed up the beach here.
I turned my attention to Motorcyclist magazine and their glowing review of the Aprilia 750 while Cheyenne munched ona found doggie burger of some sort.
This really is a lovely spot. Too bad work beckons.
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The scout camp. My daughter went there and hated it! The bugs were so bad. And some of the kids from Miami as well.
Dear Sir:
What a delightful blog you have posted today! Your pictures capture the images you see and the mood you feel, with a vision that is as cloudless as the horizons that confront you.
I am typing this as I go from picture to picture, reading each caption as I go along. And, what's this!
You, sir, are despicable.
Fondest regards,
Jack • reep • Toad
Twisted Roads
Roberta- Miami kids and mosquitos are indistinguishable to most people.
Dear Jack, I'm really sorry. We did try to lift it but Cheyenne and I couldn't manage it. It's there when you get over your illness and can come and get it back.
Fabulous - I am going to post about a hidden Cape Coral Beach this evening in honor of this post. Thanks for the inspiration Mr. CS. :)
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