It was a perfect evening to relax at the beach. Too cool to swim, but warm enough to play. I don't relax much when the kids are in the water and I'm in charge, so this worked for me.
Brian found a fort on the hill and patiently spent the evening hauling flat rocks to make a floor inside. He's pick up a rock, throw it a few feet, and continue this until it was close enough to carry into the fort.
Meanwhile, the girls set about making their own house on the beach --
with a little "help" from Mark.
I'm not sure what this other project was - other than good times.
When I tried to get a picture of Wendy and Elizabeth - they just wanted to goof around.
Fun times - I wish some of my grandkids would move to the Copper Country. I sure have no desire to move to the city.