While in Homer, Alaska (other posts from Alaska here & here), we stayed at the Ocean House Inn, which positioned on cliff over-looking the ocean with stunning mountain views. In the evening we would follow the trail down from the cliff and walk along the beach. It was serene and quiet since we were usually the only ones down there. The little is obsessed with rocks and little treasures that fit in his pockets so his face would light up every time he discovered another shell, shiny rock, polished stick.
We were told it’s against the law to pocket stones from Alaska and we definitely broke that law. Every night as I was changing the little one into PJs I would find tons of stones and shells in his pockets. I let him sneak a few into the suitcase to add to his collection at home!