@hollydolly. That was a very insightful message you posted. I saw right away it was given from a place of caring. @Pepper – hope things get better for you.
I was just rereading my own post and was struck—and embarrassed—by how self-pitying that statement sounds.My son will never talk to me again, and it seems that everyone in my family has taken against me.
Is the middle picture you Honeynut?At long last I've gone to see the wild ponies that live on Assateague Island (absolutely everyone else in Maryland has been to Chincoteague or Assateague to see them, I am literally the last person to make the trip!).
The bus trip was yesterday, I had to get up 6 hours earlier than my normal waking up time, so I felt draggy but it was worth it. I know most of the rest of the world is used to wearing sandals in public, but for me changing on the boat from my clunky old-person orthotic supportive shoes and socks to flip flops was so alien that I felt like I was getting naked. Made it extra memorable to walk in the water on the beach.
I felt really lucky to actually see the horses because the trip description was very emphatic that there was no guarantee we'd see any (apparently depends on the direction of the wind and location of biting flies as to whether the ponies would be on the Chesapeake Bay side or the Atlantic Ocean side of the island). We also spent a couple hours at the boardwalk in Ocean City.
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That looks like so much fun, @HoneyNut! Those photos are great.At long last I've gone to see the wild ponies that live on Assateague Island (absolutely everyone else in Maryland has been to Chincoteague or Assateague to see them, I am literally the last person to make the trip!).
The bus trip was yesterday, I had to get up 6 hours earlier than my normal waking up time, so I felt draggy but it was worth it. I know most of the rest of the world is used to wearing sandals in public, but for me changing on the boat from my clunky old-person orthotic supportive shoes and socks to flip flops was so alien that I felt like I was getting naked. Made it extra memorable to walk in the water on the beach.
I felt really lucky to actually see the horses because the trip description was very emphatic that there was no guarantee we'd see any (apparently depends on the direction of the wind and location of biting flies as to whether the ponies would be on the Chesapeake Bay side or the Atlantic Ocean side of the island). We also spent a couple hours at the boardwalk in Ocean City.