Pure joy

Cousteau and I headed down to the beach this morning for our morning blat. He just ran around in crazy circles, full of the joys of summer.

He just looks so free when he's running flat out, I almost envy him.

Joy and peace on the beach this morning.

Later, I braved the throngs of people at the Mall. Actually, it wasn't too bad. At least I didn't have to drive.

Later still, practice for Midnight Mass and a very odd version of O Little Town of Bethlehem. I'm sure I'll get the hang of it, maybe.

Just about to have a wee dram (HP) and then bed.

Night all. :)