Ocean Smells

With a light breeze off the sea yesterday morning, Roscoe was enjoying the ocean smells wafting through the air.

Inhaling those ocean smells.
Inhaling those ocean smells.

During our hot, sultry days, the best thing is the breeze coming off the ocean and across the salt marsh. It gives a little cool and, even better, some ocean smells.

Yeah, they smell pretty good.
Yeah, they smell pretty good.

After being distracted for a while nose noodling the breeze, Roscoe realized his siblings were romping in the yard. Looks like he needs to go get involved.

Hey, they're playing without me.
Hey, they’re playing without me.

3 Comments

  1. tammy j on July 14, 2020 at 1:20 pm

    Roscoe! you know the secret of enjoying LIFE! xoxo

  2. Debbie and Ruby on July 14, 2020 at 10:31 am

    Hey Roscoe, Maybe they are getting treats!! Hurry over.

  3. Jean Burkhardt on July 14, 2020 at 8:13 am

    Roscoe -I know those salty smells are very nice BUT yes-you need to see what your pals are up to!

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