I love the sea and the beach more than any man-made chlorinated swimming pool. I love the sand, the breeze, the saltiness and refreshing coolness of the water and the freedom it gives the kids to roll around and get all messy. Another thing I love is how the sea changes. We lived by the Irish Sea when we lived in Ireland and I was madly in love with it. I've written an entire post about a morning jog along it and can bore you to tears with my fascination of the changing colors, depths and wildness of it. This morning at our little spot on the Med there was a shallow pool, virtually waveless that gave way to a sand bar running horizontally to the shore before the tiny waves started spilling over, barely breaking. As we walked out we saw a huge jellyfish or medusa turned on her back, tentacles limply floating in the water, lifelessly nudging the shore.As we gawked and prodded her with a plastic shovel to make sure she was dead, a man in a very snug Speedo came over and scooped her up with a stick and deposited her in the dunes. Very efficient.
Having Clementine has opened up a whole new bucket of beach fun because people in the dog section LOVE their dogs. It's like we have been given a membership into a new club where people are friendly, love petting the little baby girl and always say, 'Oh, elle est belle.' Thank goodness for the South of France, their dog lovin' ways, and the beautiful Med.
Off to look for a thai green curry recipe. Send me one if you have a good one.