We went to the shore in NJ where Grandma has a house on an island. We had a good time. I hadn't been to the shore since 3 years ago when I was a freshman in college, so it was kind of a big deal for me.
One of Great-grandma Clearwater's paintings.
Lydia being boring.
Bethany being cool. Lydia actually looked cool, too.
Another of Great-grandma's paintings.
The gray ocean
My feet were happy about this situation.
You know that old blessing or saying that says, "May the wind be at your back" or something? Well, I for one, kind of like when the wind is in my face; otherwise, my hair gets all in my face, and that's bad.
This is a very calm picture.
My favorite houses on the island are the old cute ones. I do not like the new, monstrous ugly ones.
That's our uncle's house.
I missed the sunrise, but it was still pretty.
Boats and birds
I really liked those two pictures
The path of the sun
I think it's cool how you can see that spot of light out there in the ocean.
A common sight on the beach.
A less common sight. Haha! Most people don't get their vehicles stuck in the sand, but these guys were among the unlucky number.
The road back home.
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