Summer

On the first official day of summer, William and I decided to take a ride out to Jones Beach. We arrived there about an hour before sunset and the weather was so enjoyable. We walked the boardwalk, discovered that not only did they drastically change the mini-golf course, but it was also closed, and eventually made our way onto the beach.

Although I live on Long Island, I don't really enjoy the beach. I hate how it gets so crowded, I hate sand getting on my blanket and food, and I especially hate the uncomfortable feeling of sand sticking to my body after I come out of the water. However, I do enjoy the water. Ocean water only, that is. Bay water is dirty and full of animals and critters that just terrify me.

After walking all the way down to the water, I was intrigued by the waves and water splashing along the shore, so I just had to get my feet wet. The water was freezing, but I was loving every second of it. (That is until a really big wave crept up on me and my jeans got all wet and sand started sticking to me).

I thought this little guy was a gross bug until William pointed out that it was a frog.