September should really petition to be part of summer. The days are still warm, the Pacific Ocean has finally reached a tolerable temperature and the tourist crowds have thinned out. It’s my favorite month to spend time at the beach.
Today after school we loaded the boogie boards and the kids and headed down to Hendry’s in Santa Barbara. Barely more than a cove, you can’t even see the sand as you drive by on Cliff Drive. But the sun always shines warmly here and with a beach side cafe, showers and passable bathrooms, it’s a great place to spend the afternoon. Officially known as Arroyo Burro Beach, Hendry’s is owned by Santa Barbara County. So unlike state beaches, you don’t have to pay to park and Ah-nuld can’t threaten to close it down.
I don’t know about you, but I can never be depressed or angry when I’m at the beach. There’s something about the sound of the waves pounding the shore that calms my soul. I always feel like I’m on vacation, even if it’s just for a few hours. I love to see my kids ride the waves, smell the salt in the air, watch the swells as they break into whitewater.
The sun moves faster when it reaches the horizon. Watching it slip beneath the waves, feeling the chill as it pulls the warmth with it, reminds us that summer is on it’s way out. An afternoon of playing in the waves makes for two tired but happy children and two relaxed and happy parents.
The best things in life really are free.