Wednesday, November 24

This was our last afternoon at the beach. Anna and her Grandpa had a great time "fishing" for shells that the tide was washing up. Grandpa patiently encouraged Anna's interest in the shells. It reminded me of the times that his parents (my grandparents) used to come to Ft. Walton Beach to visit when I was a child. My grandmother and I would walk up and down the beach gathering shells, watching the birds, and enjoying the beauty of nature. Those were special times.