We usually go to the beach for the first time on my birthday, when we drive up to the North Shore and freeze. The end of April here is no guarantee of temperatures much over 45, and we always forget that 45 on the beach with the wind feels sooo much colder than in our sheltered backyard. Sometimes we last 1/2 an hour (but on one particularly cold year only a few minutes) before driving to Woodman's for our yearly fried clam feast.
So it felt a bit like cheating to think about going to the beach on April 17th. But oh it was a beautiful morning, in the 30's when we woke up but warming up quickly. So we packed a lunch and spent the morning at our favorite beach, Wingaersheek in Gloucester. It was spectacular - 60 degrees with just a slight breeze and incredibly clear skies. Lee had a blast running around on the rocks, and she even changed into short sleeves and shorts.
There's something wonderful about living just 40 minutes from such a beautiful spot and actually taking advantage of it now and again.
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