Not only was this last Sunday Father's Day, it was You Know Who's and my thirtieth anniversary. That's right, thirty, three zero, three decades. I'm not sure where all that time has gone. I look at our kids and grandson and know I am getting older but apart from the days where my body doesn't cooperate, I don't feel older. I look at this man whom I love more than when we first decided to spend the rest of our lives together and he just hasn't changed that much. (He loves being told that.)
Anyway, I am blessed.
We are blessed, to have the life we do.
It's appropriate then that we spent our weekend with people we love, doing things we enjoy.
It was a gorgeous day out on the water Saturday. He and I went out into the ocean for the first time. Not very far, but far enough for me....
One section of the beach was covered in birds. Their noise was so loud, you could hear it over the crashing surf.
Pelicans in flight are kind of amazing.
Heading into open water.
I made him turn back for the inner coastal before we went too far for my comfort.
Look at that tongue!
A picnic would not be complete without iced coffee.
This stuff has changed my life.
I broke up with a well known coffee house now that I make my own.
I can have it anytime I want.
I've gained weight.
I am happy.