On the Bee-ach

Warm weather. Sunny. SAND. Walking the dog by the surf. Talking to Clammers. Then a woman with a GIANT Great Dane on a leash...the animal saw Isabelle and launched itself to the end of the leash. Jerking this poor woman off her feet and onto her back. We immediately ran to help, while the small horse was still jerking on the leash at the end of her wrist. The woman had strained her knee and hip falling. So we stayed with her. The clammers came to assist and then they waved down the emergency truck. The poor woman (Julie) was taken away. This monster of a dog must have weighed at LEAST 250 pounds of pure muscle. I had knelt and talked to the woman while Greg kept the dogs occupied. We had lattes & muffins on the beach for breakfast. A walk down the arcade and promenade for the afternoon. A nap in our room, lunch at the Clam Chowder shop-fish&chips; then fireworks and fire on the sand late tonight. Romantic. SO ReStFuL.