It was a lovely day. My beautiful wife turned another year younger (or so she claims....) and we celebrated the best way a broke photographer can: by taking a trip to the beach!
After a lazy morning we made our way to Golden Gardens to check out the lowest tide of the year. It was pretty low, alright. People were out poking at the exposed anemones, kids were taken out of school ("Look, Johnny. Seaweed!"), and my wife was nearly stranded on a spit of land.
After that it was lunch at Ray's Boathouse, who get major props for treating us so nicely, even if we did smell like barnacles.
Happy birthday, baby! Here's to another kick-ass year.