The Last Blog of Summer

I know in lots of places it’s still summer, but here on the Wasatch Front there’s a nip in the air and it smells like fall.  This has been an amazing summer:  I learned to blog, began to learn mixed media art, learned to make glass slide charms, began jewelry making, learned to make video yearbooks for my 1st grade class, designed and created my daughter’s Wicked Which costume and visited with all my children and families I love.
I’m sharing 2 of the photos I took in Seaside that I wasn’t able to before.  But thanks to my brilliantly witty and satirical son-in-law (AKA The Northwest Randomizer), I have been tutored through bypassing the Nero Photo Shop which ALWAYS shuts down my computer.  And just when I get going good, too.

This is where I stood on shore and thought of Anne Elliot on her birthday.
The sand here is so soft and powdery.  Just thinking about it, I can almost feel my feet sink down into its cool cushion.
My overhead fan is on too, so I’m imagining it’s the gentle ocean breezes blowing across my face and ruffling my hair.

   

                                      

The Carousel
The thought of a carousel smack dab in the middle of a mall is so amazing to me.   There’s something dreamlike and magical about the music and lights and beautiful horses.
We also rode the Tilt-a-whirl.  My favorite!  The last time I was on one was with my sister, just 3 short months before she lost her life to cancer.
I’m so amazed that my hubby condescended to go on it with me.  Looking at him, I see he is quite green around the gills, gritting his teeth through his grimace.  His only words:  “We should have done this BEFORE we ate at Pigs in the Pantry.