The best laid plans ...

Today I had planned to go to a beach near Rose Bay on the ocean south of Lunenburg, where sand dollars are easily found.

As sometimes happens when I get excited about an upcoming trip, I awoke with a headache.  Damn.  Damn.  Damn !   I drank some water, chuffed a couple of ibuprophen, had some toast and went back to bed.  A few hours later, more water, more pills and more sleep.  I slept until after 2 p.m. donned a pair of sunglasses and made myself some lunch.

Since Kait was out at the park with three of the dogs, I decided to salvage what I could of the day, get some fresh air and go for a walk with Trey.

We headed down to Fisherman's Cove for an amble around the boardwalk.  Luckily I'd brought along his ball and we stopped for some fun.

I don't know how I got this shot of the ball hitting the water
in front of him as he leaps like a deer after it.

Ditto with the return trip.   Look at the circles in the
water behind him.

Upon resuming our walk we encountered an assortment of  people enjoying the day.

Fisherfolk at the narrows across from Lawlor's Island.

Coming across the wedding party was a lovely bonus, as they took some memorable photos of their special day.

Unlike much of Canada to the west of us where they are sweating their way through a sweltering heat wave, the weather was warm and the day breezy.  A lovely day for a walk.

On the way home we passed this rose bush.  So I stopped.  And smelled the roses.  Oh the heady, sweet scent -- so lovely !

The day was far from a total loss.

No worries.  The sand dollars will still be there when I do finally make it to Rose Bay.