I could go on, but I'll just say, the water was clear and refreshingly cold, the sun was hot and the breeze kept the green-head flies away. We left after about an hour and a half, but that's the benefit of living 15 minutes away from the beach.
I'm sitting in the back yard now, after a picnic lunch, thinking about walking down to Patton park to hear the band. The one sad spot in today will be the memorial ceremony we're going to have for Nemo. I feel terrible, but we left Nemo yesterday in a spot where the sun shone in a window onto his cage and he got heat stroke. We were gone most of the day, and by the time we noticed, it was too late to save him. He died a few hours later, after being wetted and cooled, and then later warmed, wrapped in a washcloth in a basket on the kitchen counter. He was, as Troy said, the best hamster we ever had.