Last weekend Max and I hopped down to Cannon Beach, since we hadn't been to the ocean in a *really* long time.
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Originally uploaded by WeavesWithFire
I love how you can be in snow along the 26 and then 20 minutes later in the ocean
Is there anything cooler than playing in the sand?
Perhaps stalking some fish?
It seems such an ignoble end to this majestic tree, toppled by a storm after centuries of witness to the land. But, so is life and nothing is eternal. I'm just glad that Max got to see it while it stood.
For those of you reading this who actually have children, you will understand what I'm about to say. For those who don't, I'll just leave it to your imagination.
There comes a time in a little boy's life, a time after he's potty trained but before he goes to college, when a boy gets the urge to go to the restroom in the middle of the night. The boy will stumble around, attempting to find the toilet and invariably, in the confusion of half dazed sleep, he will go in a place which is not the toilet. This week, that place was his toy box. Many items were salvaged, but alas, knitted penguin was beyond redemption.
R.I.P. knitted penguin
