One Day At the Beach

One day at the beach, it wasn't so pretty.  We don't go *all* the time, so when we do, I kind of look forward to pretty sand, a few rocks and lots of shells.

This particular day was not such a great day to go.  We literally could NOT get to the water.  Mounds and mounds of seaweed stood between us and the ocean.  More was floating in.  It was really kind of strange.
The seaweed was stopping the water at a point.  At a point I had never seen before.

We always find ourselves talking about how the people in the mountains would like to live by the ocean, people in Kansas might like to live in a bustling city, people in a bustling city might want to live in a little rural town, people in a little rural town wish they lived in California.
 There is beauty wherever you live.
 Find it. Take pictures of it.  Enjoy it.
 It's O.K. to like mountains if you live on flat prairie land.......but don't let it make you restless and unhappy.  The *ocean*beach*shore* that some people would love to live by, sometimes isn't that great at all.
 Don't ever move to get away from problems.
 You will make new ones where you move, and your old ones will follow you.