A blustery day
Published on Friday March 30th, 2012
Three generations of girls and a couple of happy dogs at the tidal flats:
Thanks to my father for these pictures. There was a cold wind up and Ada had just woken from her nap, but she gradually warmed to peeking under the rocks for crabs and touching the various seaweeds and barnacles and laughing at the dogs sprinting through the shallow water and snapping at the wavelets coming ashore. When she’d explored enough for one chilly afternoon, she firmly took my finger in her little hand and used her newest word: “Home?” She meant we should go back to the house where I grew up. Yes, baby girl. This place is part of your home, too.
Posted: April 1st, 2012 at 6:27 am
Lovely pictures and lovely story – and I’m so glad to see that you’re feeling so much better!
Posted: April 3rd, 2012 at 5:39 am
Ada looks so sweet. I’m glad that she was able to enjoy the flats. It makes me miss Maine, because there are a lot of lovely areas like that near where I grew up.
Posted: April 3rd, 2012 at 8:53 am
What a beautiful place–how lucky you all are to be able to call it home!
Posted: April 3rd, 2012 at 1:47 pm
Home indeed, my beloveds! Come back soon. Wee crabs and tide pools await Ada’s further explorations.
What a joy you each are!