down by the rive-e-er
After a solid week of rain, we had a perfect day. We spent the afternoon at York River.
I don’t know who was happiest.
Honey and Toots. “I gotchoo Daddy!”
Mr. Cynic plucking his bass by the river.
I am writing.
in the grass. barefoot. by water.
The sound of the waves lapping the breakers behind me.
Wrestling. Be gentle, Capt. Comic!
“I gonna getchoo!”
We live near History. This is where the deciding battle of The Revolutionary War was fought and where Cornwallis was captured by Washington.
Here is where he was imprisoned, affectionately known as Cornwallis’s Cave.
We stumbled upon the wine festival that was advertised everywhere, but I had completely forgotten about it.
And then we got ice cream.
And Lucy got a good drink.
Captain Comic made certain he said hello to every dog we met along the way, too.