Dog, meet beach

Our first walk with cherished rescue mutt Ellie B was to the public beach, after dinner. We knew we did not want to take her way down yonder. She still enjoyed her moment in the golden hour. Next morning, the three of us rook the opposite turn to the private beach. We knew it was…

Walk, walk, beach

Our Cape Cod vacation location was a quarter-mile stride from not one, but two beach locations. If we took a left out of the driveway and went down the first available lane, we hit stairs that led to the big public beach. Lots of folks frolicked at the bottom of that climb. We enjoyed the…

We had to walk on the beach in the window

Thank goodness for the cap of good and proper timing. When a little opening in the clouds came during our Cape Cod trip, away to the beach we went. Our usual public beach had its familiar sights. My dear wife Karen was happy to feel at home. No matter that she grew up on the…