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On our way home from Granny and Grandpa’s house we spent two nights as a family at the beach. Glass Beach. I was a little thrown off when we arrived and found a big lumber mill on the water instead of pristine beaches, but once we delved into the town a little bit more, we found the hidden charm. The glass beach isn’t how it looks in the postcards. While we were there, every other visiting family we saw had buckets with which they were collecting and taking home glass pieces despite the signs EVERYWHERE asking people to leave the glass be. Unfortunately, nobody follows the rules. It was still pretty. Even though vibrant colors are scarce. And it’s always nice to be on the water. My soul soaks it up. Don’t you two look cute in your flannel shirts? 🙂
I enjoyed just being with you guys, exploring the town, drinking coffee at local cafes, eating seafood in the cute little downtown restaurants, walking on the beach, being COLD, hehe. 🙂 It was nice. I’m getting a yen to go back to the beach (maybe not this one) right now. Southern Cali beaches are nice. But they aren’t like Northwestern beaches, and I’m a NW girl.
