A Day Out, A Long Time Ago...

A few years ago, my grandson and I went to the beach for a day out. He loved building sandcastles... But every time he was about to finish one, a big wave would come crashing in and wash it all away. By the end of the day, I had half-a-dozen wet towels soaking through everything... It's funny how sometimes you just think these moments are no big deal at the time but then later you look back on them fondly. Maybe that’s why I kept those towels for so long after our trip ended. Eventually though, they just got too musty to keep around anymore. Strange thing is now I miss the smell of salt and sand all over the place....