Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Osprey Wisdom

“Most mornings by 7 a.m. my husband and I are down on the seawall with our binoculars and a bird book.

We can always count on finding gulls, sandpipers and ducks.  But this morning – was special, an osprey plunged feet-first into the bay and surfaced with a fish as big as himself.  What followed was an awesome tussle.  Even the gulls looked up from their breakfast to watch. 
Every year the ospreys return to their nesting place around the corner in Lynnhaven Bay.  Those birds are world travelers, but they’ve picked Virginia Beach as the best place to build a home and raise a family.  And, judging from the way they hang around here, they’ve picked Westminster Canterbury as the best place to spend their retirement years, too.” --- Reflections of a Resident

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Friday, June 15, 2012

OH, SAY, CAN YOU SEE. . . ?






We went to bed in the 21st century and woke up in the 1800s! 
“A flamboyant sunrise broke over the bay on Friday, June 8. And there they were. Full-masted tall ships from all over the world. They sailed right past our back door, filling the horizon with  excitement. We got out binoculars.  We grabbed cameras. We congregated on the shore.  We saluted the American flag whenever it sailed by in the 30-mile-long Parade of Tall Ships.  And, oh, did we celebrate. With an eagle’s eye view from the  Penthouse’s panoramic glass windows.  From bayside pavilions and tents at the water’s edge.  And from our seawall, where we sat tapping our feet to the beat of a steel drum band. What a spectacular experience this OpSail 2012 was, with its patriotic themes based on our national anthem.  It was truly a day to remember, from dawn’s early light to twilight’s last gleaming.”    -- A resident's reflection

Friday, June 1, 2012

Granddaughter Rates Westminster Canterbury “really cool”

Reflections of a Resident
                “Our granddaughter, Shelby, loves to visit us at Westminster Canterbury.  She tells her friends that her grandparents live in a really cool place, a big resort hotel on the beach with two swimming pools. 
                Shelby’s visits keep us hopping.  We build sand castles with towers and turrets.  We scour the beach for bits of sea glass (blue is the coveted color).  We water my garden and pick some daises for her mother or a friend in healthcare. 

                Generally we eat lunch at Julia’s CafĂ©.  It’s her favorite place because they never run out of pizza and everyone makes a big fuss over her.  Shelby’s visit is not complete without a swim in the pool.
                On the nights when she sleeps over we have a special bedtime routine.  Once she’s in her PJ’s and her teeth are brushed, her Grandpa and I join her on the balcony where she blows bubbles and watches them float, like rainbows, to the gardens below.  Then she says goodnight to the moon and is ready for bed.”