Point No Point Afternoon

Something in pedestrian bridges begs for them to be painted red doesn't it?

We mucked around on the beach. There were wonderful things to photograph even on a wet windy afternoon. RS built a small fire in the beachhouse and we sat there for awhile to watch the waves roll in. There were pussywillows just opening above the beach. And tangles of bull kelp. And blue beach glass. In short, there was colour, one of the qualities we went there to find.