Why do we love the beach? Why, in the course of a conversation about vacation, does the beach inevitably come up? Mom and I took a flight out to Laguna Beach on Monday, where we are staying for the next two days. So far, we have encountered a number of unique individuals. One man has operated a small oil painting shop for 24 years. He spends his days painting images of the sea, waves, and his dog, Bailey. We found an art gallery of a woman that accepted an invitation to paint Pope John Paul II. Here are a collection of pictures from our trip:
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