This past Saturday we spent a long, lazy day at the beach. The Long Island Sound still has arctic temperatures, but the adorables don’t care. Their lips are blue and the they hold their arms across their chest and knock their knees together and refuse any sort of towel.
I love low-tide and I always check the tide schedule to make sure we’re there for it. The beach becomes a lot more interesting.
Playing in those little pools which are so much warmer. Building dams. Digging for China.
And then we look up and enjoy the view. Gorgeous. Wish you were here.
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