Last Tuesday we ventured over to grand rapids to pick up my Mom from the airport.
Since we were close, and there was a lighthouse to photograph, we drove to Holland.
We were supposed to get some photos of windmills too, but I’m cheap and I will not pay $7.50 a person to photograph windmills. I don’t care how cool they are.
The lighthouse did not disappoint. After all it is red, and it is just like my Jesus to put a sailboat in just the right place at just the right time.
I was totally diggin’ the rocks too. Who knows why. Strange things often strike my fancy. It’s probably hormones.
I enjoyed watching the gulls as well.
I enjoyed a little people watching too. Ya know, cause some of my favorite people were there.
This one looks like someone I know, but I can’t quite figure out who.
This one broke 40 pounds this month. I think I’ll have him celebrate with a double cheeseburger, large fries, and chocolate shake.
What could be more beachy than burying yourself in sand?
Good times are happening here on Michigan’s West Coast.
Wish you were here.