Lake Washington, Lake Union, the Ship Canal, Salmon Bay, Shilshole Bay, Elliott Bay, the Puget Sound, the Straight of Juan de Fuca, the Pacific Ocean, water infuses everything here. We come in contact with it every single day. I walk along the Ship Canal most days on my way to work. Before she began working with plants, Wing Nut would daily cross the Ship Canal and walk along Lake Union on her way to work. Perhaps because of this constant daily contact, we hardly ever go to the beach. In the four years we've lived here we've been to the beach maybe four times. And we've yet to dip our toes in the Pacific Ocean.
So today when we woke up expecting clouds and rain, but instead found blue skies and sunshine, we decided it was time to feel the sand under our bare feet--no socks, no sandals. Diva Dog isn't much of a swimmer--she's actually a bit of a drama queen when it comes to getting her paws wet. But she does enjoy all the interesting smells and a good game of chase.
We strolled on the warm sand. We dipped our toes in the chilly water. We sat and enjoyed feeling the warmth of the sun on our faces.
We even found some cool purple rocks.
As we headed back to the car we both had the same thought. We're going to make an effort to get to the beach more often.