Three friends and one little dog spent three nights at Port Aransas, another in a long line of retreats over the past fifty years, at least for the three humans--Beverly and Mary Locke and I!
Tom and Mary Locke are putting their beautiful beach house on the market next month, so we wanted to squeeze in one more get-together before someone buys it. We picked the perfect time. Wildflowers in pinks and purples and yellows are blooming in profusion, roadside quilts.
Luci was afraid of the stairs. No way she was going to descend that long staircase, no matter what! For the first two days, she cocked her head and looked at me like I'd lost my mind when I asked her to come down or go up.
Until Saturday night, when we went out to dinner, leaving Luci in the upstairs apartment.
When we returned, Luci heard my voice and bounded down two flights of these scary stairs lickety split, all the way to the street! That's how it is with dogs--no obstacle is steep enough to keep them from their people.
We watched two movies (The Holdovers and American Fiction), we shopped at a boutique we've liked for years, we walked on the beach, and we refilled our tanks with delicious seafood and conversations.
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