As the Summer does its long New England fade to Autumn, Justin took to nearby York Beach on a fine, warm, crisp day. Laughing, The Captain ran across a large swath of the beach after fearlessly facing the "big waves" of the ocean. Later he would fly solo down a few decent-sized slides, one of which had me calling for a stranger to catch him because he was so gutsy in going down alone. My God. Not even two and exhibiting so much independence.
Special thanks to his Grandparents for the fine, unplanned excursion to the beach that allowed me to catch this shot.
