A golden retriever in flight

Today was a quiet day...we never left the campground...never turned an ignition key. But it was still a fun day. Low tide was about 3:30 which gave us an opportunity to let Belle off the leash and declare a large part of Penobscot Bay a "seagull-free zone". If you will look closely at the picture, you will see that she is, indeed, airborne. For a 12 1/2 year old puppy she is doing very well. After an hour or so, we went back up to the rig and gave her a good bath and a thorough rinse to get rid of all the salt water. She is now dry, soft and smells good. After a couple of hours at "Happy Hour", I grilled a Porterhouse for us to split and roasted a couple of ears of fresh corn that Duane Peck brought us. Then we set up our chairs outside and watched the first few innings of the All-Star Game. It got a little buggy so we moved inside. The sky and the bay are spectacular because the moon is almost full. On Friday I should be able to get a spectacular picture of a reflected moon to include in the next post. Maybe life can get better than this, but I can't see how.