my happy place

Elan, Emry & my nephew Judah, 7, 3 & 4 years old, Cardiff-by-the-Sea, August 2014
The beach is my happy place. Being where the land meets the sea turns a good day great, lifts me up if I am feeling down or tired or head-spinny or harassed, and gives me perspective if I am lacking it.

My nephew Bowie pulling Emry
Usually these days, beach time is accompanied by a gaggle of boys.

Bowie, littlest of the gaggle, 1 year old & seriously adorable
Occasionally Mikhail and I sneak down alone for a quick dip and a dinner involving tropical-style cocktails.

Ah, summer at the beach, nothing better.
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