This will be the last beach day for awhile.
We have to hop on a bird to Canada to see Buhmpa Boat.
He has an oweeee on his head (traumatic brain injury) and just got out of the hopsital after being in there for a week and a half. He needs some Zeke-apy (therapy) so we're going to personally deliver some.
But, not before we check out 'crabbie in deh hole" ......
And play a little horsey......
And when night falls we'll look for some sea aneno -meeeees and re-wet our kneeeees!
We'll also need to run along the beach for a bit and chase the night crabbies....
And then when we're good and tired we'll say "Peace Out", go home and catch some zzzz's and be off in the morning to the Great White North - maybe we'll see some white stuff, maybe we won't. Whatever the case, Zeke can't wait to fulfill once again his fascination with planes.
"The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach - waiting for a gift from the sea."
