We had a day that was forecast as not going all the way to 90 so we decided to get up at 5:30, pack up the dogs and head to the beach. That's iced coffee btw. I'm a new convert. That's a bandaid on my thumb. Of course I got a nasty cut on the last few days of the Tour. Of course.
It sounded like a good idea but we didn't factor in the sun. It was coming up over the water and it felt like we were under a magnifying glass.
We haven't been down to the water since the dog days descended upon us.
Everything looked overgrown.
It was a jungle out there.
This is the mermaid sculpture in Sunrise Park. The Big Grand is scared of it. Me too.
Back at home I have a few blooms to show off.
My impatiens all rotted from the stem last year by this time. I hope this year they are keepers. It's nice to have a bit of color here and there.