Beaches to walk on.. although bundled against a sharp, cold wind.
The children were barefoot, but I followed them, with wool socks and sandals on.
We delighted in the small Coquina shell (or butterfly shell) animals…little groups of them, washed up by the waves, then immediately burrowing back down under the sands.
Playing with the camera, learning from my middle son… sand up close, and personal.
Beach eroding away with every wave….