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Beach Day Recap


So, here's the haps on the beach.

First, I had a good time. Second, there was some whales. But they were too faraway to take a picture of them and very brief. We basically sat and watched the beach. Mother said other people might think we were a little crazy. But we were happy clams on the beach.

Later, to get out of the sun, we moved back to a tree farther off the beach. It had a bunch of long strong grass stems. So I plucked some and braided them together. Behold, the fruit of my labor.
I plucked some flowers, too. Then my oh-so-manly brothers wanted to now how to braid. So I reluctantly showed them. I also modeled it on my brother. Yes, it was nice.


All and all a good day.

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  1. ErinThursday, August 23, 2007 at 9:30:00 PM PDT

    I've always wanted to make one of those daisy-braid-crown things, and never been able to. Alas. :)

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  2. MadisonFriday, August 24, 2007 at 2:28:00 AM PDT

    Very fun. I love the crown, but I've never made one, either.

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  3. LayneFriday, August 24, 2007 at 2:09:00 PM PDT

    I never have, either. It's my own design.

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