Looks like a winter trip to the beach ...
long pants, sweaters, Mom's wearing a coat
and a scarf to keep the wind out of her ears!
A little bit of rock climbing ....
And we're somewhere with a pier, but this doesn't look like
Santa Cruz. Love the way we're reflected in the wet sand!
We must be hunting sea shells .....
There's something magical about the beach
how it's always the same, and different, every time you go.
"Every time I stand before a beautiful beach,
its waves seem to whisper to me:
If you choose the simple things and find joy in nature's simple treasures,
life and living need not be so hard."
-Psyche Roxas-Mendoza
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