Wednesday, May 7, 2008


I woke up this morning, back home, ready for a day full of hard work. But Anna knocked on my door, grabbed me by the hand, and forced me to go for a walk down to the ocean with her. So what could I do but laugh and go?
Now...I hadn't even eaten my breakfast yet, so she started by taking me out to a cafe (isn't that nice of her?)...and then....well, you can see for yourselves:


Sömsmånen said...

Didn't we have a marvellous walk today? I'm so glad I made you come. And the photos you took sure captures the "oceanness" of this day.
IRL: My day is just beginning and the thought of going to work when there are oceans to discover is heavy.

Eleanor said...

I know exactly what you mean Anna...but it sure was fun while it lasted!

I guess that trip to the olive groves of Greece is out of the question for tomorrow?

Anonymous said...

Eleanor goes to the beach.

Eurolush goes to the graveyard.


What does that say about us?

1. Eleanor is fresh and lively and fun. She takes photos of her toes and soft, sandy beaches.

2. Eurolush is morbid and scary and perplexing. She takes photos of gravestones and recently tended burial plots.

We are so much alike!

RW said...

It looks so sunny and warm. Something I have not experienced yet this year!

Esti said...

Thanks for coming around my blog and leaving a comment. Yours has many refreshing pictures and interesting stories behind them. I've enjoyed it all!

Anonymous said...

What a lovely post. Those various pools (for swimming?) are fascinating. I live about as far away from an ocean as is possible in North America, must content myself with little lakes.