At other times it's just so frightfully boring.
We've been in a bit of a family funk.
Not the kids, who are happy to stay home doing absolutely nothing. But us.
KK with his terrifying annual attempt at an examination which makes the family blue, and I with another horrendous book about industrial gibberish which is all very deadening.
So it's just lots of staying home, lying on the bed, working at the computer, moping, going to all the usual places and back home again.
I cannot take it and demand that we go to the beach for dinner so at least we can all talk a walk.
I need to.
It at least inspires me to take out the camera again. Even if it's for all of 30 minutes before it pours.
Rain coming in. Such a structurally matching cloud.
Poor Lu, still scared of the sea. She doesn't see it often enough because we're not very diligent about bringing her to the beach to play.
In the light drizzle preceding the thunderstorm, the only one carrying the umbrella is...
Day in a big plastic sphere on water. $6 for five minutes. I think we're really bored.