Understand, I had no idea this picture was being taken or it wouldn't have been at this angle!
After lunch and naps Doug took the girls up to see Grandy who voluteers at the Portland Head Light gift shop.
Everyone (except Molly and I) just headed over to Fairy Beach where dogs are allowed to swim and run in the evenings and in the mornings. I am waiting for a call from work - BOO! Unfortunatley, I am looking at both cameras so there won't be any pictures from that adventure!
Oh, I do miss the sea.
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a gray mist on the sea's face, and a gray dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way, where the wind's like
a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.
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