The other day the hubs and I went out for breakfast.
I was secretly trying to recreate the blueberry pancake breakfast I had in Stonington.
The pancakes were good - but nothing close to the one we had at Noah's.
* sigh *
Afterward, I wanted to go to the beach.
I start my "sneaky" way of talking the hubs in to it.
It just finished raining, it's chilly, a week day...
essentially not a beach day = a beach day for us and sea glass hunting.
He goes for it and we head that way...the beaches are empty,
no life guards, no sun bathers, you don't have to pay,
the beaches are deserted.
We have work at home to do but we have decided to
"have a day that matters"
- and we did -
The hubs found 4 pieces of sea glass...nada for me.
One of his pieces was light purple, so that was a score.
There wasn't much debris/stones/shells at the break line,
we don't usually find much glass when it's like that.
But it was a beautiful day, a day that mattered!