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The sun is not sunny

March 30, 2011

It is wet, wet, wet, wet. Although fortunately for my parents, The Cat in the Hat has yet to make an appearance.

We have been wearing the same clothes for days, because in a fit of optimism, which, in fairness, was based on past experience, we came down here with clothes for warm weather. So in the cold and the wet, we are forced to wear the clothes we’d thought we only needed for the homeward leg of our trip.

But it’s still been nice.

In Kentucky, we encountered remarkably opaque fog in the mountains…and we didn’t fall off the edge!

Nor did anyone fall off the boat we took yesterday when we took a ride to an historically significant place that was full of cannons and tourists (alas, not to dramatic effect)!

We have seen the following wildlife:

• deer
• a river otter
• a tortoise
• an alligator
• many seabirds including…
• an osprey diving for fish right outside our window
• a wild turkey (not the kind that comes in a bottle)

We did not see dolphins on the boat ride yesterday, although others did.

We have played a lot of charades and even successfully guessed an incorrect name of a book. You can do that with family.

We have played a lot of Scattergories, which led to some minor research about Ougadougou.

AJ has built a fort out of books and blankets and has been plowing through the Pseudonymous Bosch books in seclusion.

We have been on some bike rides.

We have walked on the beach, but not yet barefoot.

Some work has been done, but probably not enough.

Some pictures have been taken, but probably not enough.

We have found some shells, but probably not enough.

There are two days left down here, but certainly not enough.

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6 Comments leave one →
  1. freshhell permalink
    March 30, 2011 3:06 pm

    Those Bosch books are great! Dusty loves them and so do i. I’m sorry your vacation has been wet but at least you’re somewhere different doing different things. Sounds like you’ve all had a good time away from the regular.

  2. March 30, 2011 4:19 pm

    If a wild turkey were on Wild Turkey, would it act any differently?

  3. March 30, 2011 10:18 pm

    aww — – sounds great.

  4. March 31, 2011 10:21 am

    There is a pleasure in winter beaches, although it’s not as great as the pleasure of them in warm weather–one thing I love that I doubt you get as much of when it’s chilly is the smells. That plough mud.

  5. March 31, 2011 10:51 am

    I love winter beaches too. I loved them the most when I lived near the beach and got beach all year round. But on a trip at this time of year, we were all hoping for warm. The advantage, though, is that hardly anyone is at the beach. AJ and I played frisbee there for half an hour this morning and saw nothing but gulls. Because of all the rain, the marshes have that extra marshy smell. It’s always smelled a little bit like hot dog carts to me.

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