For the entire summer, Jimmy works "summer hours" so that he can have Friday afternoons off. We like to take this opportunity to do fun things together. Today, we decided to romp around our little state. First we went to Delaware City which is a historic little town on the Delaware River. The have little shops and an ice cream parlor at 32 Clinton Street. I had a delicious frozen treat involving vanilla ice cream, caramel swirls, and little candy bits all smushed into cone. Yum! I must tell, however, of one visit we made here when fries, hamburger, and "hot dog" was on the menu. Why the words "hot dog" were in quotation marks on the menu, we were not willing to find out.
Then, we drove under the Summit Bridge and walked out to a rocky jetty on the C & D Canal. We usually like to go fishing here in the brackish water, but I was worried about the lack of toilets. We stayed long enough to enjoy the view of the barges and the nuclear power plant across the canal. On our way out , we saw this plant that was growing straight out of a rock! What strength that little guy must have to reach from down in the water up to the sunlight!
Then, we drove under the Summit Bridge and walked out to a rocky jetty on the C & D Canal. We usually like to go fishing here in the brackish water, but I was worried about the lack of toilets. We stayed long enough to enjoy the view of the barges and the nuclear power plant across the canal. On our way out , we saw this plant that was growing straight out of a rock! What strength that little guy must have to reach from down in the water up to the sunlight!
After a drive through the stix of Delaware, our last stop was Augustine Beach. For some reason, I thought we were going to Bethany Beach and, as you can imagine, had quite a different picture of this beach in my mind. I thought we were going to a little beach town with long beautiful beach, when in fact, it turned out to be more of a sandy boat launch. Nonetheless, I enjoyed having my feet in the sand and hearing the slap of the waves. We left our mark in the sand. The Wild Vees strike again!
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