Jed took me to the Manhattan Beach. We only had about 30 minutes to spare, but it was still absolutely lovely. 85 degrees, and once I got over the initial shock of the water’s cold, it was fine for wading in. If we’d had more time, I would’ve swam, as I cannot resist an ocean.
Big waves knocking me down = bliss.
Beach treasures: clouds and waves, pelican, iridescent shells.