Who would have thought that we would be hitting the beach in late November! What a gift of a day. With the kids on the bus, sunshine beaming and zero wind, we grabbed our sunglasses and tuques and made our way to Cabot. Eli, leash in mouth, was wagging furiously. He knew where we were going before we even could even see the ocean. Our energy gave it away!
There's something quite magical about being the lone beachcombers and discovering the sea's lost treasures among the seaweed. John was elated to unearth this fishing rope! Eli ran and played in the water, doing his crazy, happy run. Oh to be a lab! It was indeed a happy place for us all. I was glowing just to be able to walk along the water, my sacred element one final time before the snow flies.
This is one happy dog.
Eli is such a handsome dog!
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