So last Saturday night, Clay, out of the blue, says: Let's go to the Moss Beach tidepools tomorrow!"
I had no idea what these were, but anytime he wants to do an activity involving THE OUTSIDE I consider it a miracle, and so I said yes without hesitation.
Turns out they're the cutest things ever. Seals sleeping all over the rocks, warm water, pink and purple flowers, orange starfish, fresh air, wet feet, yes!
A few pics before I run to work.
I don't know how this outfit happened. I called it my religious cult uniform. People stared.
Humming to a snail to make it pop out and say hi. It works!
Sorry, crabby. But you prolly were pretty tasty.