Spent the day at the beach by one of the great fresh water lakes, yesterday. The sky was overcast, and it was raining – this is the best weather for visiting the beach, as nobody else is there. Waded out up to our knees in shallow water and let the waves crash up against our shins. Made footprints on wet sand. Watched the sea gulls, the mallards, and the as yet unidentifiable fish near the rocks by the pier. Noticed the sailboats and talked about learning how to sail. Appreciated the little purple flowers growing up through the cracks in the pavement.
Later on we sat out on a covered porch at a Mexican restaurant near the water and ate chips, salsa, guacamole, queso for lunch.
Stopped by a used record store on the way home and picked up some vinyl from Etta James, Ray Charles, and Muddy Waters.
For dancing.