This last December, I underwent a brief bout of Southyness. One of my favorite moments came when my gal took me to Newport Beach.
The thing about the beaches in California is you can actually swim in the water. I mean, I didn’t, but other people did and I saw it with my own two eyes. You can actually swim on those beaches. Right now, you can swim right in that water. Totally true story!
Right now, we can walk on our water.
No miracles necessary.
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I think Moni took the big orange shot of the beach with my phone while I zoned out with the camera. I must have snapped over a hundred pictures of that silhouette family. Presumably, they have full bodies in a different light scheme. The mother kept taking pictures of her child and I just kept taking pictures of her doing it. Hopefully, she doesn’t mind.
…and hopefully, she isn’t really a shade, because then I’d be in big trouble.
All in all, it was a beautiful evening.