After eating and opening and laughing and yelling some of us decided to walk down to Branford Point -- the beach that's less than a mile from my Grandma's house. It was gray and cold and windy but it was so pretty. I always forget how beautiful the trees and sky are in the winter in New England. It's something I really miss.
A look down the Branford River.
Yes my friends, that is the Atlantic Ocean. Smooth as glass. Okay, technically it's Long Island Sound. See how there are no waves. Like NO waves. At all. Now do wonder why I'm just a little overwhelmed at the ocean out here and the waves? This is what I grew up with people!
My cousin Tami and her dog McDuff.
Uncle Paul!
And the whole group! (minus me)
I miss the Connecticut shoreline a lot. Rocky and pretty with lots of islands and fisherman. I do not miss the bitter cold though. All I can say is WOW.
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