Foreign Land

I had to follow them.

Hermit crabs were the object.

Over half a dozen docks, wading through sand and water.

At last, the tiny dots that were the kids came into view.

They knew the spot - right where to go.

A lovely clearing, full of sunlight and tall grass. And sky. Never-ending sky.

The hermit crabs were found.

"ouch!"

Yep...the kids, the sand, the sky...and no net ;P

Oh well. Here's to planning ahead.