It would probably help if youngest son didn't chase them up and down the beach. They and the seagulls don't stand much of a chance as he's pretty fast and waves his wild arms like as if he's flying too. He really makes me laugh. I love THAT boy.
Some friends showed us a starfish caught up in one of the pools surrounded on three sides by sand (is there such a thing as a peninsula of water?).
We could even swim every once in a while if we weren't getting to the beach just before sunset. Personally, the thought of being shark chum doesn't appeal to me. You KNOW they're out there. Remember Jaws?
Speaking of sunset, doesn't it set so pretty here?