One nice thing about being a resident of Boca Raton is that the beach parks are superb. They have playgrounds, trash service, parking–all for a mere $30 or so per year. (Don’t forget your beach permit, though–it costs $18 for one day in the parking lot if you don’t have the sticker!)
Eric and I spent some there this weekend while Mommy was away in the Big Easy:
Note the bus and train engine clutched in the hands–they slide down the plastic slide much better than a toddler, actually, since they have wheels and playground slides have enormous stiction to prevent their municipalities from being sued for providing fun.
Of course, one can spend only so long at the playground before becoming anxious to hit the beach:
When we get there, it’s just one handful of sand after another. But you have to watch out for all the seaweed:
Cell phone cameras are convenient, but they suffer from the same problem as most P&S cameras: you can’t choose your focus area very easily. Note how the seaweed in the background is in crisp sharp focus, while the lad in the foreground is blurred by both breeze in the hair and funky focusing algorithms:
Had I wanted to take a closeup of the seaweed, I might have been better served to use a real camera, as I did in the shot below, from 2008:
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