The Beautiful Beach

Having spent several of my childhood years in Florida, I got enough exposure to beaches to realize I didn't care for them. The sticky, humid air, the heat, the yucky (and I mean YUCKY) sand, and that gross feeling after you get out of the water. Blech. And yet, I was to find that a west coast beach is a different experience altogether when we visited Seattle. We found a great beach at Port Townsend; it was simply gorgeous. The view was amazing, with Canada off in the distance. The water was so blue, and though the wind was a little nippy, the weather was comfortable. Obviously there was to be no swimming in that ridiculously cold water, but we had so much fun just sitting on the sand or walking along together. My kids had a blast.

The boys loved skipping rocks into the waves. This is a new hobby of Nathaniel's that he has passed on to Bradley. . .



. . . who was more than happy to show Lindsey the proper methods.


Bradley found this cool heart-shaped rock which he gave to Mel with the proclamation, "This is so you can always remember that I love you." I tell you, that boy is so amazingly sweet and kind.


Uncle Drew buried the boys in the sand. This picture is so funny to me.



Bradley "making fire."




Lindsey really had a good time, though we couldn't get her to keep barrettes in to keep her hair out of her face.

Nathaniel running along the shore.

Later in the week we went to another beach at Deception Pass State Park. That was truly beautiful, despite the "bridge of terror" we had to drive over to get to it.

I got these two great shots of Lindsey and Chris, together in the late afternoon light.




Mom and Granny, don't worry. Yes, she was leaning over the edge of a bench on a cliff that was 50 feet above the rocks and water, but she was perfectly safe. :)