We spent another Sunday at our favourite beach. This time John had a rare Sunday off work and got to experience how we usually spend our Sunday mornings. It was a glorious, sunny day - quite blustery too. It was high tide so everyone was concentrated to the upper section of the beach adjacent to the lovely smooth logs that had inadvertently escaped from log booms and made to it to shore, giving us a comfortable vantage point to enjoy our snack and watch the ebb and flow of the little waves - "...the waves roll in and the waves roll out..." - Raffi.
I love how Elizabeth wore her "Thanksgiving" dress with its flowing taffeta and pink tulle underskirt. She paired it with her flowery gum boots in a true West Coast sense. I adore my eccentric little girl for this.
We ate apples, crunchy and fresh and watched the float planes, dogs, people and all beachy happenings.
John cooked a magnificent turkey with about a pound of herbs from the garden. It was succulent for sure. I actually helped prepare dinner (with help from Jamie Oliver) and made delicious roast potatoes with loads of crunchy bits and tasty carrots and brussels. Nana brought over a fittingly seasonal dessert of a tart apple flan. It was a feast for sure and for that I am thankful.
Enjoy your Thanksgiving weekend everyone....
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