august twenty: just beachy

the beach, the beach.
we were going to the beach.

(now you know that we didn't make her ride in the car like this, right?)

with friends!


even Annabelle had EchoEcho this time to pal around with.

so we dug


and drifted


and discovered




and worked together


and played together


and worked alone



and played alone




and chased


and read


and lazed in the sun


and lazed in the shade

and made up games

and ran

and splashed


and hollered...

and didn't come home 'til dark.


an' it was good enough.