Man, I love my beach

The snow's melting fast on them there mountains. Our house ski trip got cancelled due to there being not a lot of snow to ski on.

It never ceases to amaze me how calming my beach is.

Cousteau rolled in a dead seal (yuk!) and had to have a bath. He's smelling sweet and is all soft now.

Canterbury's out for an overnight fishing trip. He's not caught anything yet, but theres always mañana. Quiet night in for me with a glass of wine.

Had better go to bed. Cousteau's coming to school tomorrow, so a big day for him and a long one for me.

Night.