New Year's Eve in West Palm Beach

We got up at 3am to make a 6am flight out of Richmond to Fort Lauderdale and were at Grandpa Steve's house by 10am, having stopped for donuts and groceries on the way to West Palm:

Sunrise from the plane

Grandpa Steve always hides coins under the cushions of his porch chairs for the kids. He used to say the change fell out of his pockets and provide each child with a ziplock to collect it up, but he has moved on to more exotic coins the last few visits. This time, each chair had a roll of buffalo nickels on it, already in a ziplock bag. He claims they fell out of his pocket that way.

After a midday nap, we headed to the beach about 4 in the afternonn

The water was a balmy 80 degrees and Benji wanted to get in

The light was perfect and they humored me with a few pictures

Reading at sunset