Yesterday began with worship, then we headed toward the impossibly beautiful, pastel tinted town of Seaside for an afternoon of sightseeing, boutique rummaging, and...eating out.
Yes, I know. It was Sunday: my self-declared day of rest from consumerism. And there I was, shopping and dining with everyone else.
|A most fitting sign outside one of the shops that was closed for the day.|
|Seaside's post office stood quiet and still, too.|
Our regular programming will resume next Sunday. But for today, we're honoring a tradition that swimmer girl and I look forward to from the minute we begin firming up our itinerary for the annual trip. And some traditions are worth honoring, even when they hang in the balance against other goals and ideals.