brainylady

Bill and I were both home today, decidedly not getting very much work done, so we took a couple of hours off. We drove down to Port Stanley, which is on the shore of Lake Erie. (Being from the west, I'm extra impressed by the Great Lakes.) We walked along the beach a ways and found all kinds of round, perfectly flat stones. We only saw three other people. Well, three real people, and three wooden hikers...