As soon as we gobbled down breakfast, Gavin and I jumped in the car to see the surfers down at the beach in front of the Lighthouse. There were almost a dozen hardy souls enjoying the shorebreak, and as many again enjoying their antics from the shore. The rides were short, but the waves looked nice and quite regular.
While at the beach we watched a small crab run sideways across the sand to the safety of his hole. Gavin caught him, but after a sharp nip that drew blood he put it down again right away. The sandpipers were busy again, toddling in and out the waves, and a good looking rabbit glared at us suspiciously.
On the knitting front my magical scarf is progressing, but things have slowed down considerably, thanks in no small part to my new acquaintance - pre-mixed pomegranate martini. Well after all, it is afternoon and I don't have to work tomorrow.
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There's a bunny like that living in my rose bushes!
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