Beach loot

Tomorrow, we'll have 18 days left.  Subtract a community clean up day, beach day, and field day, and there are only 15 regularish school days.  I say regular loosely as the last month of school is very impacted by ceremonies, field trips, and other things that break up the last few weeks.

Last week was pretty busy.  Our school hosted elementary students from the other five schools in our district so that they could use our pool.  On the elementary end, we're lucky enough to have two combined grades in a nice four week swim rotation.  For us, our community has access to swimming for elders each day, open swim each night, and even water aerobics. 

In addition to the excitement of the visitors, there have been a few basketball games too.  A couple teachers set up basketball practice with second to sixth grade kids with games on Fridays.  The Friday game was followed by city league games that were put together by a high school teacher.  The community turnout for both have been tremendous.  It has been nice to see everyone coming together.

The weather has been sunny and windless all week.  People have been in tee shirts enjoying the weather.  If one was to see a picture, they'd think it was pretty balmy.  I think it has been around 50 degrees.  Still, when the wind stops it feels very warm and out come the shorts, and bare arms.  Snow still covers the hills.

Below are some pictures from our beach trip yesterday.

Bubbles.

When the tide recedes, ocean trash is left on shore.  Some of the plastic was broken into confetti sized pieces.  I couldn't help but think of that mile long floating pile of trash out in the ocean.  I guess what isn't caught in currents washes up on beaches.

Digging through beach trash.  The bottle I had said, all purpose cleaner.  Aside from the trash there was a lot of neat things.  I picked up driftwood that I plan to use for some potential Christmas crafts.  Also, there was a lot of pumice.  I couldn't help but think how if one was trapped on a desert island they would have shelter, fresh fish, and great looking feet with the help of the pumice.  I stripped down to the tank top because I was getting angry hot.  I'll be in trouble this summer if light walking in 50 degree weather makes me sweat.  I even got a little sunburn.

Nate beach combing.

Nate walking towards the camera.  You can't tell here but the sand was steaming. 

Pussy willows!  Notice the black dot in the background, Nate was not as enthused about them as I was.  It was a bit cooler here without the warmth of the breeze blocking cliffs.