I call this beach - treasure beach. You never know what you will find. Sometimes sea glass, sometimes drift wood, sometimes sea weed. As you can tell, it was a sea weed day.
Me and Cynthia on our daily walk with the dogs. Buddy loves to jump into the ocean to fetch the ball. Well, all Buddy ever thinks of is the ball. If you could listen in to Buddy's mind you would hear - ball, ball, ball...
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