We just returned from spending a week on Plum Island, Massachusetts with my mom. It was an amazing week in truly beautiful place. I took a zillion pictures. Below is just a fraction.
There's nothing like boys on the beach, even in the rain. Crashing with the waves, digging in the sand, scavenging for treasure. They ran like sandpipers along the edge of the water. They jumped off sandy cliffs. They made houses in the rocks of the jetties. They swam until their lips were purple. (One day it was so chilly we brought along hot tea, and every beach towel I could find, so we could warm them up between swims.)
As you'll be able to see, it wasn't sunny every day. Or warm. But it was totally lush. The entire time. (Enormous thanks, Cita, from all of us.)
Favorite photos below.
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