Memorial Weekend Revisited

It has been so gorgeous out I just haven't had much time to get to the computer. Plus with the three hour finale of Lost on last night I had to pay attention and not type and listen at the same time. That has to be the most confusing show that I have ever got addicted to. The writers must be on a sugar high or something but they keep coming up with twists and turns that is like something I have never seen. I almost jumped right off the sofa when they showed that it was Locke in the casket. Oh brother, I need to get a life!

Anyhow, back to Memorial Weekend. We were pleased that Hubby's two sisters came to visit along with niece L. I have posted pictures of her before in her riding lessons and on Nick. This time she rode Lil' Bud and Buddy. She did a good job, it's not always easy being on a horse that you've never ridden before.

Here are some more pictures of the beautiful scenery down on the coast.

It has been a tradition ever since Son was a little boy to go out on the point and hunt for sea critters while the tide is out. My grand kids enjoy the same thing, it is the first thing they want to do when they arrive at The Lobster Pound.

Poor little D. dropped his digital camera in the water when he slipped on a rock. I hope it was waterproof! This picture was taken before the water incident......ahem......

First time I've seen Son in a bib in a long time.

This is on the way down, it's rock that they had to blast through to make the road wider.

I LOVE the coast. I think it started when I went away to boarding school and our campus was right on the ocean. It was an amazing spot and the girls dorm, library, kitchen, dining room and some of the class rooms were in what used to be a mansion owned by the Smith Brother's cough drop heirs. The rooms were spacious with bathrooms that were different colors of granite, something I had never seen before, growing up in the country that once had an outhouse!

I liked having a room on what was called The Wing. It was the rooms for the servants back in the day and there were only two students per room rather then some of the big rooms that might have six in them. We all shared a bathroom but it was worth it as it was much quieter on the wing.

My two sisters had gone to this school before me and my younger sister and brother went after me. My parents decided to send us there because at the time the high school that we would have attended was quite unruly and had a bad reputation. This was a christian school that we went to so we also had Bible classes and chapel every day.

It was a huge financial cost for my parents but they felt it was worth the sacrifice to have us in such a good environment. I'm sure it was as hard for them to have us away from home so much as it was for us to be away from home but the pluses outweighed the minuses immensely. We made friends with kids from all over the US and Canada, a lot of kids were missionaries children and their parents were on the field. Even after all these years I still am in touch with numerous kids that I went to school with. I don't see them ever as they live so far from me but we write at Christmastime and stay updated on what's going with each other. When you live together for four years you get to be really close.

Back to Memorial Weekend. Dad always marches in the parade with the other veterans. He has done this for many years. He served in WW2 for three years. He doesn't talk much about it but saw some pretty gruesome sights. My Dad is a very patriotic person and served our country well. It is because of men and women like my Dad that we have the freedoms that we all enjoy today!

Had a great ride on Buddy tonight after dinner. We worked on transitions and he is doing very well. For an old boy who was on sick leave for almost a year he is picking right up where he left off. I don't work him hard but we do enough so that he gets some exercise and a tune up. He's doing better every day! :o)

Pea over at Pea's Corner is having a nice give away. She has adorable candles that she is going to be having a drawing for next week. Hop on over and throw your hat in the ring! Like she said, the more the merrier!