Rachel worked relentlessly on sand construction projects.

Mario, Rory, and Rachel were the only ones to eventually brave the icy waters to reach this platform in the middle of the cove.

A nice view from the beach. I particularly enjoyed this stone outlook, which was perfectly situated on a stone jetty.

Rory sporting a post immersion hairdo.

To say the water was cold would be a huge understatement. Very brief incursions were the norm. Fortunately, the sun was warm, and thawing took only a matter of minutes.

After all four boys had cut themselves on one sharp rock or another, we decided it might be wise to rejoin the girls. This beach had an extremely shallow pitch and the low and high tide marks were separated by more than 150 feet.

The abundance of life, not to mention color, in these little pools was amazing.

Mario remains engrossed in the tide pool after the other boys move on.

Meanwhile, Rory and Kyle wade into one of the tidepools. Here, Kyle is actually slipping and reaches up to stabilize himself upon his cousin.

Next, Mario captures a starfish and decides it would enjoy a piggyback ride on the crab.

Mario, a future marine biologist for certain, captured this crab with his sandals.

Today, we packed up the crew and set out for Rockport, the boys in one car with me and the girls in another with Jeanine. The girls went straight to the beach. The boys decided to go exploring first and found a rock-strewn beach with plenty of tidepools.

My sister Alissa, suggesting a new surrounding color scheme to rescue the kitchen curtains which Jeanine and I dislike intensely.

Maya’s playhouse (built under the stairs to the basement, including a tiny window and door) is almost done. Rachel (visiting for the weekend with Johnny and Alissa) and Maya appear to be preparing tea.