We went to the beach with my parents last Saturday afternoon. I had imagined a lovely golden sunset, with sun in my kids’ hair as they fooled around with their Grandma and Grandpa. Not so much. I forgot that HMB this time of year is all about fog. So we got a lot of that and crab hunting. Surprisingly Pomponaio beach had no shells to find, but plenty of bird-picked crustacean carcass. It was cold, and windy. We didn’t last long. But it was worth the try 🙂
