The thought of a warm, sandy beach brings back happy childhood memories. Mine was White Rock. Sand and ice cream and sea gulls and pools of warm water 🥰
Mine was Nova Scotia beaches, especially one in Hubbard's where a small, warm stream fed into the cold ocean. We would play in the cold waves, then go sit in the tiny stream.
The thought of a warm, sandy beach brings back happy childhood memories. Mine was White Rock. Sand and ice cream and sea gulls and pools of warm water 🥰
Mine was Nova Scotia beaches, especially one in Hubbard's where a small, warm stream fed into the cold ocean. We would play in the cold waves, then go sit in the tiny stream.
I love your creative take on this, Dascha. Such a fun and thoughtful story!
Thanks so much, Justin. And thanks for the prompt!
Nice little image!
Thanks!