We have spent the last seven days at the beach. Just me and hubby. We have sat out in the sun, walked on the beach, played in the sand. We have tried new places to eat and revisited some of our old haunts.
We have watched the harvest moon rise in the sky and watched the morning sunset. As we prepare to leave this morning to go back home, I am packing up the flip flops I brought with me for the trip. There is a finality in packing away my flip flops for the year. Another summer has come and gone and I'm not sure I'm ready to part with my flip flops.
We have watched the harvest moon rise in the sky and watched the morning sunset. As we prepare to leave this morning to go back home, I am packing up the flip flops I brought with me for the trip. There is a finality in packing away my flip flops for the year. Another summer has come and gone and I'm not sure I'm ready to part with my flip flops.
As long as I am wearing flip flops, I can pretend that summer isn't really over.
I can put them on and remember the fun times at the beach.
We had such a wonderful vacation I hate to see it end.
Jacques Cousteau said it best......
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