Day 4: Sunday at the Beach

Sunday, August 21st, 2005 @ 11:00 pm | fall 2005 nostalgia trip, travel essays, vermont

It was really warm and muggy in Burlington, Vermont today. We spent most of the day in the RV, reading and working. Ali made blueberry and buttermilk pancakes for breakfast. Frank shared his bottle of New Hampshire Maple Syrup with the rest of us. We drank some Vermont blueberry coffee, too. I didn’t think I’d like blueberry coffee, but I love it!

Ali and Frank found a downhill, concrete path and took off with their scooters after breakfast. Thank goodness they remembered to bring their helmets on the trip because Frank took a spill. He only skinned a knee and is just fine now. Richard took Max for a walk while I turned on classical music and got some work done. Percy’s a great work companion. He just sat by my feet, watching our neighbors but not barking at all. He never complains or asks me to put in a movie for him or get him a popsicle or whines that Ali or Frank is teasing him. He’s a good boy!

I took the children to the beach this afternoon while Richard stayed behind to get some work done and to babysit Percy. They don’t allow doggies on the beach. Poor Percy. Below are some photos I took today. From the top left, going clockwise: Ali in really deep water; Mountains in the distance, behind Lake Champlain; Max pretending to be afraid of that lady bug in his hair; Frank proving you’re never too old to play with boats at the beach; the beach before it got really crowded; and Max saying to Frank, “Please be a dolphin for just five more minutes, Frank! Please?!”

Tomorrow, we’re heading to the Almanzo Wilder Farm in Malone, New York, which is the actual location where the stories in the book Farmer Boy occurred. Frank’s reading the book right now and is very excited about seeing where it all happened.

I’ll close by showing you what can happen when you dive into a lake with soft sand on the bottom.





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