Me: I want to take your picture on the beach. Sit here.
Them: No. That's dumb. You know what we look like.
Me: Not for long.
Them: We don't care. Pictures are stupid.
Me: I can wait here until dark. You choose.
Obviously we didn't wait until dark. Aren't they sweet?
For this picture at the Fort in St Augustine I said, Hey stand in that door way for your picture. They were trying to make me look like a fool. It worked. Aren't they wonderful?
At the end of all of it, there's the peaceful lapping of waves on the beach. The waves wear the shells down to dust over several million years. Just like my children are doing to me, however it's taken a mere 13 years. Surely that makes me lucky.