I miss the beach. We live so close that I couldn't let another day pass us by without hearing the sound of the surf crash and burying my toes in the sand.
So we took an impromptu visit to our local beach and enjoyed a picnic.
Then we spooned shovelfuls of sand onto our bodies.
And rinsed our toes off in the water.
We chased the birds for as far and as fast as we could run.
Then we heard the unmistakable sound of the ice-cream man.
So we purchased and devoured our treats.
And thoroughly enjoyed our spontaneous beach day.