My kids have magical dreams that involve the Sand Dunes. They have visions of treks up the seemingly endless dunes of sand, recall the thrill of softly tumbling or sleding down then sand, the energy absorbed by the sand with every step. They also quietly plan adventures finding and playing in the stream that makes a brief appreance each spring, courtesy of the melting snow.
What they did not count on was the weather. Arriving in Salida, we discovered that it is nearly always windy in Salida in the spring. Ditto for the Sand Dunes. But that day trip was a go anyway. It was the very reason Ellie campaigned for the trip in the first place.
alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592818891624135106" />Being the wise, usually overly prepared, brother, Ethan came equiped with ski goggles that help him brave the wind. Ellie, shoe lover that she is, sported her weird and wonderful "toe shoes" for her run in the sand.
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