The Beach

The coldest winter I ever spent was a July day on the beach in Half Moon Bay. Ha! A famous quote often incorrectly attributed to Mark Twain is "The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco." However, my dad decided to switch it around a little to describe his first trip to the beach by our house. It was super cold. According to the weather app on my phone the wind was blowing at 25mph which made it feel much colder.

We only stayed long enough for my my parents to get a quick look around at the beautiful scenery. Even though we have been here for a year now and I go to the beach often - I still can't believe the beauty at "our" beach. It is like nothing I have ever seen - the bluffs, the waves, the mountains, the sound of the ocean, the seclusion. It is absolutely breathtaking.

Luckily we were able to hit the beach on a nice day too. We scoured the beach looking for shells, watched the kids roll in the sand and even watched dad and the kids dip their toes in. Well, dipping their toes in turned into getting completely in the water. I am sure that my parents had a fun time at the beach and am positive that my little people loved being there with Grammie and Poppy.