Vacation.



Yummie's sheep (well two of them, anyway). Maryland in March.

Morning starts with coffee, paper and a fire in the fireplaces. Why? Because March in Maryland is a little chilly. 



But March doesn't stop Youngest from attacking the pool. No turning back now!

Even Middlest braved the waters "It's really cold!"

And the dogs? Well, Tucker is a long standing fan of the cove at Wing and Wing. Julia was trying it for the first time. So, Middlest (yes, in jeans, sweater and scarf), rolled up her pants and wandered in with her. It wasn't too long before Middlest was in the drink well past her knees (so she had me hold the scarf).

Tucker hasn't gotten to retrieve sticks without competition since I brought Jules home. He was thrilled! Julia was a bit frustrated. Not a swimmer, evidently.

In the center is the osprey nest behind Wing and Wing. Only, if you have really good eyes, you can see that the bird on the nest has a white ring around her black neck. That is a Canada Goose. Usurper. The osprey are upset and fly about, but the goose doesn't want to give up her stolen nest. This distresses my mom, who fancies herself as the great bird equalizer. Protector of the weak (mom designated: Osprey and Bluebirds) long arm of the law for the greedy (mom designated: Exhibit "A"- pooping bird from the North, and sparrows) Watch out Canada. She's gunnin' for ya.

Here she goes out to the Osprey nest to launch illegal, loud, usually celebratory combustibles over the nest, making Canada, reasonably, leave. Temporarily, at least. And, yes, that is Youngest with her in the "Yumvee" passenger seat, which means my mother is teaching my son some sort of lesson....maybe I shouldn't dwell.

Most of the photos end up being action shots. Eldest isn't real central when it comes to the action. She's into more laid-back pursuits. Designated watcher when it comes to swimming in March, kayaking in March, Sailing in March. Who could say she isn't being the wise one?

And, she may come by her sense naturally.

 Youngest doesn't roll like that, though. He is ACTION CENTRAL. Kayaking? You bet. Swimming, biking, digging, delivering, visiting, baking, running? Sure. "Yummie, what's next?"

 Tucker is also up for just about anything. Poised to follow the arc of the stick Youngest is about to toss into that ever-so-warm looking bay.

And, no moss growing on this stone, either, Middlest has outfitted the sunfish with assistance from  Poppie, and off she goes. The kid can sail. Cool.

 Jules, hanging on the dock, as the earlier attempt to leap to the oyster floats was a big, ol' FAIL.

Okay, you've seen Youngest swimming, and kayaking, Middlest swimming and sailing and even Eldest hanging out on the dock in a tank top. This is a picture of me and the two action kids. I am sunbathing on the beach. ( photo credit to Huz, who was standing- I am obliged to point that out due to previous pic)

Middlest takes Cleo the mini-donk for a cove side stroll.
Vacation.