On the beach this morning a man was making bubbles:
And G had the mandatory “Outlaw tequila.”
We think the baby has pink eye. No picture of this. I read him a magazine. There were pictures of cats in it. I am a good meower:
Now it is time to watch the sun set over the Pacific and have a bonfire and eat s’mores. Those pics tomorrow, when we leave here and return to Portland.