|A beautiful day.|
|There is a stick out here somewhere.|
|Man, I hate those waves.|
|No idea why I do this except it's a lot of fun.|
|This is all Wally does at the beach. He should be a soap dispenser.|
That was day time. Tonight it's back to the Australian book written in 1937, The Young Desire It. Reading it for April's book club meeting. So far so good.