Thursday, October 21, 2010

Hand Signals!

Needless to say, this is one of my fave running fields at the beach!

Up over the grassy dune I go....

Over the rise...

to see the North Atlantic churning and making the sand disappear into the ocean....

Jim and I look out over the waters wondering when the flakes of white stuff will start...

Let's not go there....besides we have to get back home...

I hear some excited waves along the boardwalk.
I must check them out!

There now I feel better.
Oh is that Jim calling me.
Always, hurry up, around here!

Oh he's doing that hand signal thing again.
It means 'COME'.
I see ya, I see ya!

I kinda like that signal stuff!