Surf's up

Thinking we'd escape the pollen this weekend and that a little sunshine and salt air would soothe Jimmy's poor abused bronchial tubes, we went to the beach.
Unfortunately, we found the weather much chillier than we'd expected, with the wind blowing like a banshee. Just going out on the balcony made you feel like The Weather Channel's Jim Cantore being buffeted around in a hurricane.

Whereas the surf usually looks like this:

yesterday it looked more like THIS:

(I couldn't resist posting these photos of a couple of my Ebay seascapes that hang in our bedroom at the condo. Combing the Internet for old paintings is a great passion of mine, kind of like some people enjoy going to garage sales or looking for treasures on the beach. You have to sift through lots and lots of trash to find the gold nuggets.)