We went to the pier with the intentions of fishing.
And enjoying the sunset, of course.
We were surprised by how windy it was.
Too windy to fish.
So windy that it blew everyone's hair straight back.
Grace told me that the wind was going to blow her Faithy away. And it might have if she hadn't been strapped in.
Soon the sun disappeared behind the horizon and we went home a little windblown but relaxed nonetheless.