Every time we go to the beach I'm a bit sad we don't make it over there more often. Growing up in a land-locked state, I remember how magical it was to see the ocean. It still is. Absolutely awe-inspiring. Even when it rains.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Gotta love a good rain fly.
We got rained on at the coast last weekend. It poured all night during a spontaneous camping trip aimed at filling our souls with a little R&R before what would be (and was) a really busy week. Lucky for us, our tent held up to the bluster.
Every time we go to the beach I'm a bit sad we don't make it over there more often. Growing up in a land-locked state, I remember how magical it was to see the ocean. It still is. Absolutely awe-inspiring. Even when it rains.
Every time we go to the beach I'm a bit sad we don't make it over there more often. Growing up in a land-locked state, I remember how magical it was to see the ocean. It still is. Absolutely awe-inspiring. Even when it rains.
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Aww! You went to Pelican Pub! That's where Kyle and I spent our first real date--eight years ago. :-) This makes me want to go to the beach.
Lovely captured moments.
nice sweater chica.
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