I’m not really one for going to the beach. I grew up going to the beach, but it’s different when you’re a kid, I think. Plus, I’ve never been entirely comfortable with open water. Seaweed makes me screech, and as soon as I’m off the beach all sand must be OFF of me or I move very quickly in the direction of a BAD MOOD.

But, one of the most relaxing things to me is standing at the waters edge and letting the water wash over my feet and bury them. Or just walking along the edge as the water washes over my feet again and again.

Needless to say, I miss California. 😉