It is day four at the cabin and today is the first really good beach day so far. It has rained everyday prior to this one, but that’s all water under the bridge, as they say. I feel a little like Chris Christy here, (Keep your beached whale cracks to yourselves, thank you very much.) because I have the beach all to myself and I didn’t even have to call out the state police. There is even enough of a breeze to keep the bugs at bay. So, I am truly alone here, with warm sand between my toes and the sound of crashing waves to drown out the rest of the world. After a while, I coaxed Anne down to the beach, which we walked together. The photo with this post is actually from yesterday, which had all kinds of weather, but as you can see, not all of it was bad.