O.C. asked me if I’d like to go on a field trip with his class. I said, “sure,” and tagged along. Turns out he lied to me. We didn’t go to a field at all.
While the class hunted for seaweeds they recognized,
O.C. searched for pop-quiz material ….
and I quite happily went to play in the tide pools.
I encountered alien life forms …
and met a crusty hermit who deigned to emerge from his shell and chat with me.
As the “field trip” came to a close, O.C. paused to skip a few stones and I tried to catch it on film, but wasn’t coordinated enough to snap the shutter at the correct time.
It was a lovely time complete with picnic lunch, blue skies, even bluer seas and warm sunshine.