You've already read about my epic beach proposal, but here's how the before and after went.
Mr. Bear is lucky enough to have family who live in Friday Harbor, so we periodically make the trip out there to visit. We drive to Anacortes and take the ferry, and this time we took Ponyo with us! She was very excited. It was very windy.
I mean, seriously windy outside.
Ponyo was on constant alert to protect us from pirates.
The family house has it's own beach, which is marvelous because I'm a hardcore beachcomber. We caught an early ferry and spent the rest of the afternoon and early evening letting Ponyo explore. She's never had that much room to just run since we've gotten her, so she was pretty stoked.
Our very first time out here, Mr. Bear took me out in that rowboat for a romantic interlude.
I found all kinds of beach treasures.
Of course, Ponyo thought they were all food.
Mr. Bear is awesome at skipping stones. I asked him to teach me when we were first dating, but I never could get the hang of it.
I love beach glass.
Mr. Bear has been learning to take pictures from watching me. It's his superpower, he watches someone do something, and then he can do it.
Ponyo completely loved Papa Bear.
That was our first day on the island. The second day was spent with me a nervous wreck over getting Tony to the place I had picked to propose and trying not to clue him into anything.
Look how calm he is. He has no idea he's getting proposed to today.
Seashore lupines thrive in sand dunes.
You all know how that day ended.
The next day we headed up to Roche Harbor to have lunch and poke around. It really us beautiful up there.
I managed to talk everyone in to going to the lavender farm. Nothing was really in bloom in their fields yet, but inside the visitor center it smelled like heaven. I bought three different varieties of lavender plants to bring home.
I want to hang bunches of the stuff from my rafters, too.
Our last evening there, Mr. Bear took Ponyo and I to South Beach, where he had once tried to teach me to skip stones. Ponyo loved climbing all over the driftwood, and we saw deer and foxes.
I told her not to eat that half a crab.
We stumbled across another driftwood house.
I now kind of want to build some sort of driftwood gazebo in my yard.
It was a wonderful memory-making weekend. I feel very lucky.