From the looks of it our east coast friends got buried again. Not sure how it happened but in this neck of the woods it was sunny and 70s.  We took full advantage of that and headed to the beach.  In March.  

Wild

It is super fun right until you get salt in your eyes.  Lunch restores good humor in record time though. 

The lake and the mountains have become my landscape, my real world.

– Georges Simenon