I just returned to the heat of the Central Valley from the coast of SoCal (Oxnard). Spent the day at the beach yesterday with Mom, Dad, Nana, and the boys. It’s the first time I think I ever saw my dad at the beach. He was wearing a pale brownish-peach shirt and similar color shorts. My Dad’s legs were WHITE (in a white guy’s peachy sort of way). I told him that it was not so good to wear clothes that are the same color as your skin. It provided some good entertainment, though.
About photography… if you want to take pictures to capture the memories, it’s always a good idea to take a camera. DANG!
All-in-all, it was a great, relaxing trip and it’s good to be back (and Mrs. Two Blonde Boys will be home today, too). So I’m off to the store to pick up some groceries and then it’s down to the church to set up for tomorrow.
PS – I lost my sunglassess in the surf after getting slammed by a pretty big wave and actually found them a few minutes later down the beach.