Will of Steel
I thought I was in a rut. Maybe I was wrong… Several years ago, we started doing a fall family beach trip– mid-October when the shorelines aren’t so crowded, the sun is still warm enough to give a sun-kissed glow, but not hot enough to make the babies miserable, and the rental rates are just a little easier on the pocket book. It was delightful. Over the summer, in desperate need of a getaway and realizing it had been a…