Ocean Shores
As far as the Washington coast was concerned, Ocean Shores was about all Jim knew. Probably. Pretty much. Well, Ocean Shores and maybe Long Beach. If you had played the lightening round of that popular game show " Name Any Washington Beach " with him. It was our first summer together. And Ocean Shore was the first Washington Coast beach we visited. A day trip, it was a mix of kite flying, shell hunting and real-estate-flier-gathering. It was terribly windy. From the part of the beach we flew Jim's fancy-nancy stunt kites (that are frankly even harder to fly than they might appear), we could see a small group setting up for a beach wedding. Those dresses whipped and swirled in the very predictable Washington beach wind. Jim ruminated that day about what it might be like to have a home in Ocean Shores. And also a place to sleep in the Puget Sound area to be close to work, on those days necessary. Maybe I'm in denial but I don't remember how much I...