I had every intent to go for a walk along the beach today.
I spent the day in Michigan visiting family on the shores of Lake Michigan. I enjoy walking on the beach and really thought I would be able to squeeze a short walk in, but between catching up with family and chatting with neighbors, I never made it.
By the end of the day though, my legs and feet sure feel like I have actually been walking quite a bit. I guess walking to and from the beach a couple of times and walking on the soft, sandy bottom of the lake in the sun is more strenuous than this shoe-wearing flatland-prairie girl is used to, because I’m exhausted.
Good day, good beaching!