Mom called Sunday morning to say the sea was suppose to be pretty rough at high tide, so why didn't I grab my camera and go with her and Dad to Plymouth beach. Seeing how I needed photos for the blog I said sure, why not. Plus I'd get to hang out with Mom and Dad for a couple hours.
As you can see from the photo Mom was correct (as usual). Of course the photo doesn't do it justice. You really had to be there in order to hear the roar of the ocean to get the full effect. Maybe I'll post another image in the days ahead.
Thanks for calling Mom!