Monday, July 11, 2011

beach Sunday

reach the beach
As we walked down to the beach on Sunday we could hear the high tide waves crashing.  My daughter hurried ahead of me.  As she passed me she emphatically said "I'm born for the beach."  She was trying to put her big feelings into words.

It was drizzly and the sun never really came out.  But the water was warm and the beach was all ours.