After going back to bed for another hour of sleep (I did not sleep well), we headed to a beach for some more walking.
Two people were out surfing. We could hear the seals on the rock beyond. Clam chowder was calling our name so we headed home for lunch.
I wanted to collect some driftwood, and see the lighthouse, so this was our next stop. We had only been out a little while before I was notified that the man was here who would be adding another slat to our bed, so we came back. It was necessary after removing the innerspring mattress last week.
Because the sheets were off the bed, I decided it would be a good day to wash. I do not look forward to maneuvering the thick mattress to make it again!
How could I forget that before we did anything at the beach, we found the fabric store I discovered two years ago when I was here--By My Hand. Lori, the owner, remembered seeing me then. She lived in Tucson on the far east side, remembered we lived in the Northwest. I bought two fat quarters for making microwave bowls.