We headed out after breakfast (more like brunch) and walked the Sea Wall. There was a man wind surfing just off the shore in about two feet of water. Safe, we guessed. Once back, Hobbes finally got up enough courage to go outside. He was (as always) an immediate hit with a number of neighbours working in their back yards. What a schmoozer!
Lez is at the sewing table: Cutting fabric strips, sewing the blocks together - enjoying another scrumptuous dinner Chef Lee prepared. A lazy day.