One of my happy places (besides between the covers of a good book!) is the beach. I spent part of my childhood in Southern California and would go to the beach about once a week with the summer day camp that my parents sent me to while they worked. Although the water was colder than the Gulf of Mexico of my younger childhood, I loved to get in the water and ride the waves, get in the sand and make sandcastles. At night I would go to bed with the sensation of the waves lulling me to sleep. Living in landlocked Memphis, we rarely get the opportunity to go to the beach now. I was able to take Gracie to Malibu when she was six (OK, my brother took us - I don't drive much in California) and had a wonderful time. The same brother retired to Florida and our little family was able to go to Port-a-Passe (something like that) last November. We had a marvelous time playing in the water and collecting seashells. One thing I enjoy about the Independence Islands series is that I get to "visit" the beaches of the fictitious islands located off the coast of Georgia.
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