One of the best things about living on the west coast of Florida (even if it is temporary) is that we can get up after dinner, and walk a block to the beach for sunset. Yea, I'm bragging. Let me do it while I can.
It was overcast and drizzly all day. Not fun at all for the boys, and to keep them from killing each other, I decided rain or not, we were burning off some steam at the beach.
I'm sorry, but even the beach in crappy weather is still amazing. The gray and blues and creams are so soothing. The boys ran into the water, which is already as warm as bath water now and I sat down with my camera to do some people watching and picture snapping. Last year we caught Cameron Diaz at the ice cream shop. Her aunt lives on the island and people see her all the time here. No such luck yet this summer.
There is always at least one, maybe 2 groups, having their family photos done at sunset. And here is the obligatory white shirt and denim group shot we caught tonight. Or as our teenager referred to them "The walking cliche". I still thought it was great that they got a really big group together - that's so hard to coordinate with only 5 of us, i can't imagine orchestrating this...
But the coolest thing we saw tonight was this group of people that had gathered on the beach for a memorial service of one of their family members. We watched them pop open bottles of champagne, and then one by one, each of them took turns speaking about his life and the effect he had left on them. We weren't snooping - we were there first - they literally set up maybe 10 yards in front of my chair. You could have knocked me over with a feather when i looked at the monitor on my camera after i took the pic...
People...that isn't a flash light, or a shrimping boat...i do believe they had a "guest" attend his own service. It was such a sweet ceremony, i'm sure he was pleased.
Linking to Melissa's "Inspired By" Fridays - what is more inspiring than signs of God, as my blogger friend Megan's says?