Silent Sundays—log on a beach November 15, 2019 A log on a beach. Happiness. If you like this, please share it!Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Previous: Good luck—cat thinkies Next: Don’t worry about a bit of dust: tiny tip for a happy, healthy old age
You wouldn’t want to run into that with a small boat!
That was reminiscent of all the driftwood on the Pacific Ocean beaches of my childhood. We were taught to stay off them when the tide was coming in lest they roll onto us.
Oh yes, some are monstrous!
It points to the beautiful hill. Did you climb it?
Let me think. Not that hill, but many others 🙂