I live on the Connecticut shoreline; about 15 minutes from the beach. I love that about where I live. In fact, there is a hill I can drive up right down the road and on a clear day, I can see the beach. But I never go to the beach in the summer; maybe once or twice. I go when it's cool. I love to go to the beach on a crisp fall day and stare at the waves. I love to take Lyla in the spring for a picnic lunch. I like to go during winter and see the snow covered sand and icy water. I know, I'm odd!
I'm grateful I live in a beautiful place close to the beach. Ahh, the beach!