“Our memories of the ocean will linger on, long after our footprints in the sand are gone.”
(Isn’t it always a warm feeling to walk down memory lane as far as our childhood? Especially beach memories. Having lived south of Luzon, we frequent the beach too when I was a little kid. )
Anyway, we were in Italy (Lignano) for a week, reason why my son has ‘burnt’ skin. =) We went there along with my mil and bil and his family. We rented two apartments in a Villa which conveniently has a pool and is a short walking distance from the beach.
My want to have my older son breath some fresh sea breeze took us to a trip 8 hours away from home. My mama always said that kids with bronchitis benefit well from breathing salt air. So it was a vacation and therapy of sorts in one trip.
I collect shells from the beaches I go to…seems my daughter has the same interest as mine. Unfortunately, the shells there were small and scarce. Daughter asked why is it so and I just said, perhaps, the harsh waves had crushed them into sand already…
Though it isn’t that bad, as Anne Morrow Lindbergh said “One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach; one can collect only a few, and they are more beautiful if they are few.”
Dawty during our first day there, color is still light…
He’s the one suffering from bronchitis since 2006, it has affected his built a lot, he is thin for his age even if he has an appetite like mine.
Simply enjoying the water.
Trying to build a sandcastle. Youngest son, was so fond of playing with the sand, he stayed longer hours by the shore more than he did on water. All the more when he drank some saltwater lol.
Looking for some place to pick up sand and throw at us. (ala baywatch!)
Twa’s a fun summer memory…glad that I saw my kids’ smiles.