What a glorious day yesterday was! The weather was perfect--bright and sunny--and, best of all, I got to have lunch with Abby and her mom, Holly, at the Paradise Palm cafe on Ridge Rd. where the Urban Frog used to be. The food was good and it was great to see Abby after so many months in California. Then I planted a few perennials (I love them!) and cut out most of the stuff killed by the last frost. More frost-killin's to come. Boo-hoo!
Here's some words (in no particular order):
Blue water racing past like a turquoise flood, she felt the rough fiberglass of the windsurf board tilt as the wind shifted the sail. The mast tugged at her arms, flexing her muscles, as she aimed the nose of the board into the two-foot waves that rounded the breakwater. He had dared her to take a lesson from the surfer dude who had a thatched hut on the edge of the resort's beach where he offered his services to the curious and shilled for the para-sailing boat jockeys who patrolled the edge of the lagoon in their red and white fiberglass speedboat. He said he wanted to parasail but she shook her head. "I want to be closer to the water when I fall," she said, only half joking.
See you tomorrow. Exercises night, right?
--Barbara
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