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At The Water
Everything makes sense at the water. The world slows. I feel smaller. Less in need of control I don’t have anyway. The current moves on its own. The tides don’t need me. There’s no pressure. No fault....
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Getting Away
She loves this dog. I do too. We’re at the beach where the dog roams free and the Roozle walks barefoot on the grass. We sit by the outside fire. Some of us ate clams that my brother dug up earlier....
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Happy Things
“What was your happy thing today?” “That we got to go to the beach.” Me too, Roozle. The first thing she did when we got there was to draw a heart in the sand. Because, of course. Summer rules. Happy...
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Faith Is Like Stairs Or Something
Before we left visiting my parents in their beach town last weekend, we stopped to take some pictures of the ocean as we sometimes do. We went to a different spot and found this. I’m sure it’s some...
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At The Beach
At the beach, it took me three days to finish this book. Too much awesome is so distracting. At the beach, we don’t really care that the 4th was yesterday. Because there’s sun today. The sun rules. At...
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The Water’s Edge
Today she learned that playing at the water’s edge is the best spot. She made rivers and ponds dug all the holes. She splashed and stomped. And she washed her little sandy hands off and began again....
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She Doesn’t Notice
She doesn’t care that we are wearing yesterday’s bathing suits again. She doesn’t mind missing church just this once or that the cats are home and probably a little hungry. She doesn’t care that it’s...
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Beach Days Are The Best Days
Beach Days Are The Best Days is a post from: Life with Roozle
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Weekend Photos
Weekend photo dump. Playing in cardboard houses, blissed out black dog on the porch, water, lots of water, sitting by the fire, exploring, running, weekending at its best.
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Roozle’s Climb Through The Cape
Roozle is a climber. And a jumper. And a swinging from everything kind of kid. It’s so awesome and never stops. We started in Falmouth, at my parents’ house where she realized she could reach the bike...
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