Miramar Park

I’ve been coming to this end of the beach since I was a baby. It’s less crowded and clean and brings back a lot of fond memories of lazy weekends with my mom and little brother.
She would pack a cooler in the morning with sandwiches, drinks, and snacks, pick up some doughnuts and drive down to the beach to spend the day.
My best memories are looking for seashells and sand dollars and throwing the left over doughnuts in the air for the seagulls to catch.
I will keep going here as long as I am able. Just the smell makes me nostalgic.

One of my favorite haunts. I was there this afternoon. A picture is worth a thousand words.