Grammie pushed the rock climbing envelope, once again proving that 86 yo does not have to be sedentary.
Lucy and her friend managed to get as far away from us as possible without completely disappearing, once again proving that 14 yo's do not like to listen to the conversation of their elders for longer than 2 hours without making an escape.
The place is called Glassy Beach. I wonder why?
Can there be anything more romantic than ceramic shards worn down by surf and tide? I suspect not. Each one makes me want to cry - so beautiful, so melancholy.