seventeen hours

One last visit to the beach before moving seventeen hours away. I hope those messages are floating across the ocean to distant lands.

Favorite Place

On Sunday, we had our first beach day of the year. It was magical. If I could have anything in life, I would live at the beach and take lots of pictures. And I'd have lots of children to take pictures of. Because they are my favorite. And this is my favorite place.

Cold Water

It really wasn't that cold, but I like my ocean at bathwater-temp. These kids will never get away with claiming no relation to one another. And they were unbelievably well-behaved.