The Visit - Chapter Three

On the third day of Auntie Grumpy and Auntie Denise's visit the weather was warm and sunny and beautiful, typical Florida weather.  So, we decided to do a typical Florida thing and go to the beach.  Poppa wanted to take the girls to the Gulf side and chose Siesta Key because of the very fine, soft, white sand there.  We went out for breakfast first, and it was mid-afternoon when we arrived.

We decided that before we walked in the surf we would all wet our whistle and we shared a bottle of pop.  Poppa and Auntie Denise put their sun bonnets on and away we went.

The two girls got looking for shells.  Unfortunately there are not as many shells along Siesta Key as there would be at Treasure Island, or even some of the more southern beaches.  Actually, that was why we chose Siesta Key - we find that the beaches with lots of shells are rough on bare feet since the sand is composed of finely ground shells and some of the pieces feel like little pieces of broken glass.  While they were strolling along the shore with their feet in the Gulf, they did come across this marine speciman - we decided it was a large jelly fish - but it was definitely uuuugly!

After a while Poppa got into helping Auntie Denise look for shells.  He has a really good eye for that sort of thing - and a special knack for finding things that other people (like me, for instance) don't even see.

Our stroll up and down the beach took us about an hour and a half, and by then we were ready for supper and after a stop at Bob Evans we headed back to the villa and made a cup of tea for the three tea lovers, before we headed to bed.

Back in Canada - apparently the robins are arriving.  Uncle Shaun interrupted this little guy's hunt for the big worm, to get a picture.  Little guy looks less than impressed, but note the lack of snow on the somewhat brown grass!  Maybe by the time we get home the grass will be showing signs of turning green again!  Things are definitely starting to turn green again down here in the sunny south.

  I think maybe by the time we get home our little Munchkin will be swimming too - this photo seems to indicate some progress in that direction.

And by the time Munchie finishes those swimming lessons he is worn out!  Here he is on the way home from that session with Coach Daddee.  What a doll!