It feels so very not-our-beach. And I hardly ever take photos with people in them, unless I want to specifically do a portrait. Not for this blog, anyway. But there we were, towards the center of town, on a very different beach, with people everywhere. So that’s the ocean, too.
Earlier today we actually sat out on our beach, in beach chairs, with a picnic. My cousin was visiting. We didn’t take a walk. We sat and chatted and sunned and snacked and had lunch and “got a bit of color.” “Go outside and get a bit of color!” my mom would say. Nowadays it’s not such a great idea to get a bit of color, and we did use sunscreen eventually. Still, it felt decadent and self-indulgent and wonderful.
It’s supposed to be warmer this coming week. So I will wear sandals to the beach and perhaps walk barefooted. And wear a hat and sunscreen so as to minimize that “bit of color.” What a shame.