The youngest grandchild explored St. George Island on a blustery spring day. I call this one, “Harper Storms the Beach.”
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The youngest grandchild explored St. George Island on a blustery spring day. I call this one, “Harper Storms the Beach.”
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Take that beach, Harper! It’s yours!
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You have the beach to yourselves, and the day is so lovely.
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The temperature wasn’t ideal, but we had a great time. Sand ended up in every wrinkle!
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First time this year? We too got a great weather today, warmer than in Spain 🙂
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It was my first beach day this year. It’s always risky weather wise during March.
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Oh I know, I already got a chest infection 😦 It might look like a great day, but the chill is still wintry 😦
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That’s not good! Get well soon!
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Good one
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Thank you!
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