Indea is very dramatic on the beach. She moves with purpose and flair. Every movement becomes greatly exaggerated when she is annoyed with the rest of us, which seems be most of the time on the beach these days.
Indea controlling the ocean waves:
Here is Indea pausing for effect in the middle of angry digging:
Indea is a happy kid but she’s got standards and expectations, and when they’re not met, she’ll stalk off for a while by herself and make do.
Emma is now ten years old!
Emma dug herself a chair
She has a sitting-on-her-throne look, surveying the beach.
In my mind, from this photo, these two are happily returning from hours long skimboard safari while mom and dad read peacefully in the shade.
When in fact they are actually extremely angry with each other, did no skimboarding whatsoever (in this case) but instead fought over two square feet of beach on the endless, mostly empty sandbar. Ah well.
But I still like the photo.
And here’s Emma happily going at it later:
We arrived and the clouds quickly rolled in. We stayed in the car in the parking lot for a while and watched the lightning.
These are video frames from the 300fps mode of my video camera, taken from inside the car. I would never have captured these without it.
We’ve been coming to this beach since Emma was an infant. It changes a bit every year with the shifting sandbars. Always something interesting in the waves.
I like this one in the waves; there is clearly some important conversation going on:
it’s been a busy summer, and it’s not letting up. Here we are on the way to Cape Cod:
Indea and Emma are having a private chat (daddy not allowed):
