Well, we decided that it had been far too long since our toes had been sandy, so we headed south, to Galveston.
And OH! It was just what my little broken hearted chicken papas needed.
Sun, surf, sea glass and shell collecting, sand in everything we own, lots of shrimp, lazy mornings, chocolate milk, chasing sea gulls, flying kites, staying up way too late. It’s been glorious.