I wasn't too keen on going out that day, feeling rather sick, but Mont Saint Michel was beautiful -- of course I had to go! Immediatly Birch wanted to go walking on the wide, open beach! Dad persuaded me to come, so we decided to walk to the very end for at least an hour. The other day Mom had . . .
fallen on the curb, so we walked with her to a coffee shop and while she read we set off...
It was like quick sand! Birch had run out far, but Dad and I tagged behind on the solid sand until I got too bored... We went out on the quick sand, the wet stuff, and Birch demonstrated too many times how it worked, and gave me a good 'science' lesson on it. (I hate it when he does that. Mom's my
teacher, not him!)
It was like quick sand! Birch had run out far, but Dad and I tagged behind on the solid sand until I got too bored... We went out on the quick sand, the wet stuff, and Birch demonstrated too many times how it worked, and gave me a good 'science' lesson on it. (I hate it when he does that. Mom's my
teacher, not him!)
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After an hour we ran back, and then peeked around the shops, soon getting bored and taking our picnic lunch up to the church. I also had a crepe there, and Dad, Birch and I went into the abbey while Mom waited for us in the graveyard, where it was a nice place to draw. I didn't particularly like the church... I'm not sure what it was about it, but it just didn't appeal to me. We sketched the graveyard a little, but Birch began to get jumpy (I was getting to that stage too but I knew Mom doesn't like it when I abandon my drawings) and Dad thought we should get on the road again, so... We did!
-Allie
-Allie
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