It's not planned when my mother called me that they are going to the beach with my father and brother. Since the beach is right where I live with my husband, so we decided to come with them.
I'm happy to see my parents walking with holding hands. My mother is not the showy type, and she doesn't want others to see their sweetness. Glad that she's fine holding hands while walking with my father.
There goes my husband walking around in the shore with his phone taking pictures. He has a lot of photos of the beach on his phone captured in different occasions but he never gets tired of it.
I love the breeze from the beach, and the sunset so I captured some pictures too. After that, we had our dinner in the cottage, and got home around 7:30pm already.