Mike, Talisha, and Braedyn Davis

On Vancouver Island we rented a little vacation house on the beach near Sooke Harbor. It was right on the trail out to Wiffen Spit which was a great place for mom and dad to walk, Dori to run (and pick up some Canadian fleas), and for Braedyn to get in some long overdue practice at rock throwing. We woke up the first morning and Braedyn looked out the window, he didn't see the gorgeous, panoramic ocean views, all the beautiful flowers or the rare birds, no his little eyes saw only the miles of rocks sitting right next to the water that were just asking to be thrown into the deep ocean.