La Mer

There will come a time when the portion of the week spent socked in with rain and clouds marginally outpaces the part spent basking in the sun's favor. There will come a time when even I beseech the sky to clear up, already, and give us a little Vitamin D. Please, Sun, do it for the children.

Now just isn't that time. Believe me or don't, but Southern California does have a (slight) winter. However, rather than a romantic dusting of snow in late December or fearsome storms from November till February, our winter hangs around in fits and spurts from late January till mid-April. It'll rain on a three-days-on, three-days-off kind of schedule till you can't handle having yet another waterlogged weekend.

But like I said, now just isn't that time. January 1st arrived with all the balmy, golden goodness of a tropical vacation. Because I and my nearest and dearest are coastal dwellers, as intrinsically bound to the sea as we are to the sun, we vowed not to squander what God gave us yesterday. And what He gave us was an Almanac-perfect day from sunup to sundown.

Here's a little moving picture show I cobbled together of our day spent seaside.