Sunday is generally a busy beach day, but after such dismal weather for so long, big crowds are anticipated.
I get to the beach early. Around 10:15.
I wear an obscenely high SPF on my face. Bring a shirt to cover my chest. And even purchase a new hat whose fabric qualifies as UPF of 50+. This is all so not me.
My mom and I strategically block out our space. With only two chairs and three towels, we create an area big enough to hold the people who will come later. Others do the same.
It's high tide so there is much less beach than usual. One needs to plan well.
I finish The Sisters Chase by Sarah Healy. A decent enough read but not a book I'd recommend.
Around 1, my sister Jean comes, packed with her amazing sandwiches. A few minutes later M and her husband Tobey arrive, along with their son Harrison and two of his friends from college. And a little while after that, Jim, Jean's husband shows up after golfing.
The weather is perfect. Sunny with a little bit of wind.
Weekdays are better when fewer people come to the beach.
But, hey, the sun is shining. The sand is smooth. The ocean is clean. And I'm hanging with family and friends. Life is good.
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