Beach day...

This weekend has been summer hot. This morning after doing some chores we decided a beach visit was in order.

We drove to Birch Beach in Owl's Head. It is not a far drive... and it is free. The tide was low and there were only about 100 people on the entire beach. We found a place far from any one else and spread our towels out. We walked the beach, collected shells and pebbles, and waded in the icy water. Then we laid on our towels and chatted... and I fell asleep in the warm sun, to the back ground sound of happy children, gentle lapping waves and gulls calling. I didn't sleep long, but woke feeling as rested as if I'd been on a week long vacation. On the way home we picked up a couple of lobsters and some fresh corn on the cob. Chris got supper started while I milked goats and fed animals. Then we sat at our picnic table and had a messy feast. It was pretty much a perfect day. My skin smells of sea salt and fresh air, and the memory of today is already a carefully constructed treasure.