Its her home away from home too. 
When I woke up this Monday morning, I knew I had to go visit before I wrote.
I just had to feel the ocean in my bones.
The salt water hit my face, the sand in my toes, and the cold, freezing water on my legs.

I looked at Samantha and said, “What should we do this morning?”
Her response: “Beach mama!”.

Planning on a run, and realizing we had a flat tire on the stroller once we arrived quickly turned
“Plan a” to” Plan b”.
 I remembered that a little store across the street sold sand toys, so I bought ten dollars worth of her Digging Heart’s Desires.

She spent almost two hours chasing the baby birdies, “jumping like a bunny” down the sand hills, making “strawberry pies” and “drip castles”.
Mama participated, but really I was just found myself in awe of the Glory of God.
The Vastness of the Open Ocean, the Crashing of the Waves, they all just point Heavenward.

Who else gets to frolic in the sand in November.
Us in OC are just so darn lucky!
Not a Bad “view” from my “office” this past Monday Morning!