I mentioned we went to the beach this past weekend and wanted to at least mark the occasion with a few photos.
The house we stayed at was on the waterway, and had it’s own pier, which was nice. We were just a few right turns from the beach and we were able to visit every day. We spent a considerable amount there on Friday and Saturday. Kenny and my mother-in-law joked that I might be the only person they know who goes to the beach and comes back even more white (I use a lot of sunscreen. I burn easily.) The weather was nice, and it stormed a few times, but they were quick summer-like thunderstorms.
And now for the pictures:
This was a Chevy made out of sand. Crazy.
One of my favorite pictures:
The little rock-looking things are crabs (just below the pier.) They scurried whenever I got near the pier.
We’re going to Florida for a few days next month. I’m sure we’ll get our fill of the beach while we’re there.