Ahhh, Little Corona. You are the best little beach. I love visiting you whenever we go to Grannie's house. I learned what an anemone is from you (and Marc). And now I am not allowed to touch them because there are conservationists patrolling the tide pools. Which is a good thing. But it's also too bad because there aren't too many things in life like jamming a finger inside a sticky belly button.
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| The view from the top of the hill obstructed by this amazing succulent. |
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| Surrounded by multi-million dollar homes this rusty fence reminds us that even millions of dollars can't stop the salty sea from having its way with things. |