The Beach

The sun had already set and the tide was in. Our picnic suppers had been devoured and the skimboards were packed away.
Time to go home?
Or dive off the end of the Pier?

Sorry about the quailty of the pics. Should have borrowed Clint's digital.
For a closer look, simply click on the image.

Three things I'm oh so thankful for:
1. Evenings at White Rock
2. Mornings at Starbuck's
3. Afternoons in backyards


French Proverb: Love and a cough cannot be hid.
Take care,