Once the weather changes, we like to go down to the beach more. We hurry out of work to get there while the sun is still a little bit in the sky. It’s low, but it’s there.
Not so many people now. No hot dog leftovers. Just a lot of beach.
These 3 are a wild bunch together. Ruby has to sit out some beach trips because I worry she’ll get run down. She doesn’t mind. There’s a chewie for her in the car.
If we can get there before the sun goes down, there is a lot of this.
Then this happens, and we walk up in the dark.
Banksy's ears are something else