"Finish Your Homework, We're Going to the Beach."

I had always admired this beach from a distance.

So when it appeared before me in all it's gigantic-ness,
It completely blew me away.

Here it was, on the morning of this very same day...
taunting me through a keyhole.
See that tiny tree?

Not so tiny when you stand in front of it.

"Mama, is this a REAL rock wall?"
and "Can we climb it?"

Yes.




There were messages in the sand...




Ruins...


Footsteps.




and promises made that we would come back.