Browns Point

 In late March, we drove out to our favorite picnic place for Sunday morning family time. The sun was shining, but being near the water was a bit chilly. We watched the waves, threw rocks in water, collected shells and rocks and climbed the boulders. We didn't pack any food this time and were planning on eating lunch at the little pizza joint just up the road, but it had gone out of business recently. We ended up eating at Browns Point Diner. A first for us, but not the last.