Went to a beach in Cobourg today. Gotta watch out for those freestanding 12″ waves though…
“I am Mister Speed! I run like super fast and no one can catch me!” :
Old rusted barrel on a spit out into the bay:
Unbridled joy at spending some time among smooth stones. The feel of it under your feet!
Getting ready to pack up means mistaking the children for beach balls once in a while…
When you write about the beach and your activities – and I see the delightful pictures – I am there with you – feeling the heat and the breeze and enjoying the fun that you are all having!
Thanks for that gift!!