You can't stay at Tower Hill and not walk to the beach; it's so close. Andy and I and our friend, R, walked to the beach after our Sunday morning worship service. I found this heart-shaped rock. Yup, I brought it home.
Me and Andy on the beach.
The water was cold and the waves were pretty high, for Lake Michigan anyway.
The trees were starting to change color. This was the most colorful tree I found on the way to the beach. Hopefully, these colors will arrive in Illinois soon. We packed the girls up after lunch and made it home in less than two hours. The girls were so giggly on the way home. Obviously, they're all sleep-deprived.
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