LIfe on the Beach

While practicing my landscape composition skills, I got this image of the Indianola pier with a healthy bit of the rocky beach in the foreground. As you can see the PNW meaning of "beach" is not the same as that of a southerner. Even at low tide on a "proper beach" such as those found along the southern Atlantic and the Gulf of Mexico in the US, there is still sand.

We do occasionally get a little break in the cloud cover so we can see bits of the sky above.

But the interesting parts are what happen on the beach where there is, in fact actual sand. Between on of my photographing forays, Seth, Anna, and Seamus came out to play. For reasons I cannot fathom as a warm-blooded southerner who has still not acclimatize to the cooler temperatures of the PNW, Anna and Seamus were barefooted. This allowed me to get mother and son's footprints in the sand.

Here's another pair as they ran about on the shore.

And here, it seems that Seth stood behind Seamus as he looked out across the water or played in the sand. Clearly the leavings in the sand of a family moment.