Over the weekend, hubby and I celebrated our 34th wedding anniversary. oh. my. goodness. How did we get to be so old?! He indulged me with a week at the beach, and he's actually come a long way in learning to enjoy it. He's more of a mountains/river guy, but this year? The mountains are too dry, and the rivers...hard to enjoy. And so, it's beach for the both of us, and I'm not the only one smiling. See?
We've been walking the beach, miles each day. Hubby is getting his exercise, I stop every few steps to watch a surfer or a bird, or to pick up a shell or stone, or to snap a photo of this that or the other thing. Here are a few examples: This guy had a fan strapped to his backside, and he was buzzing back and forth past where the surfers hang out. If he went down, it would not be good.
Art with Grandma
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