To have an operation less than a mile away from the beach seemed cruel.
To recuperate while lounging in a beach chair seemed like poetic justice.
The last time my Mom saw the ocean was back when we lived in Maine. Poor soul!
We remedied this drought throughout her visit.
The kids and Grandma went shell searching by the jetty. Finding the "unicorn" shells is like hitting the jackpot.
Alexander sucks in his top lip when he's really concentrating about something. He must be formulating a plan...
Courtney spent most of her time climbing the rocks. When she made it to the top, shells in hand, she said, Look Mom, take a picture!
My Mom said she feels 10 years younger after a gorgeous day here!
The ocean always soothes my spirit.
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