and then sometimes he would lift his shovel into the air, walk away or towards the water... but refraining from joining the others in their play, totally absorbed in his own :)
and yes, this is the last pic of him (unless i find him again at nantasket beach!)
i post 1 picture everyday, and accompany it with a short text. it could be about anything. just what comes into mind, or what i saw that day, or thought.. or whatever....
im working and living in boston since april 2010, but am originally from the netherlands. as such, some things here appear strange to me. or different. or both... :)