Cerulean skies rise above peacock and sapphire seas
Milky washes lap on southern shores
Pups play on buttermilk sands
We hold hands
Snuggle up against the ocean’s bite
Until we run out of poo bags
And have to call it a night
Cerulean skies rise above peacock and sapphire seas
Milky washes lap on southern shores
Pups play on buttermilk sands
We hold hands
Snuggle up against the ocean’s bite
Until we run out of poo bags
And have to call it a night
Jane Sandford 
It was just like that! G;)
Fantastic. Imagine that, finding a Pooh at the beach! Did he have a jar of honey? :o)
Oh! That it should smell as sweet!
:o)
I love the color of cerulean. It calms my spirit.
Lol …. the joys of pet ownership ! ….. glad I have a cat !