The beach is not my favorite. I'm not ungrateful to have it as an option, but physically it's less than easy for me. It's about as easy for me as bowling is for a T-Rex. It's not impossible and I do appreciate the atmosphere. Probably slightly more so than the dinosaur in the bowling ally. My crutches and fused ankle don't appreciate sand. My bad balance and fused back do not appreciate the waves. It makes my beach trips infrequent, but not completely out of the question.
I had a horrible illness and several days in bed. It was time for fresh air. Everyone gets stir crazy when Mom's that sick. Riley had announced the week before she wanted to learn to swim. Even if I just laid on the towel snapping pictures it was time for the beach.
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