There is nothing like this sunny season of beach days and barbecues to bring us back to simpler times.
Growing up in coastal Connecticut, I spent many long and lazy days on the shore with my parents and sisters. When I had my own daughters, I held their hands as they walked on the same sand, warmed by the wonder in their eyes as they felt the motion of the waves and held seashells in their tiny palms.
The nostalgic magic of the sea resonates with so many of us because it returns us to these moments of awe for the natural world. From elegant seahorses to mythical mermaids, the treasures tucked within these pages are sure to awaken the childlike wonder within your own heart.
Terri and her husband, Bruce, relaxing on the beach