It doesn't matter how long the drive or how annoying the traffic, that first glimpse of ocean waves washing up on the beach seems to wash the trouble out of my soul and draw me onward. We had to dodge some heavy rain and lightning today but enjoyed a walk at Elizabethan Gardens (in Manteo, North Carolina), a picnic lunch at Jockey's Ridge State Park (in the presence of giant sand dunes), and a walk on the beach at Kitty Hawk, where ospreys flew overhead and pelicans dove for fish in the surf. We spent the weekend visiting family, and now it's time to take off our sandals and walk barefoot on the beach while the breeze blows the cobwebs out of our brains. That's my kind of vacation.
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| Brown thrasher |
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| I can't identify these but they smelled very fruity. |
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