ON THE BEACH, BUT NOT TO SWIM

 



1926 – My husband’s maternal grandmother, Lillian Ross Pringle Brasier on the beach with her youngest daughter, Margaret, (Peggy)

Peggy with her papa, Henry (Harry) Edgar Brasier

Lillian Ross Brasier on the right with her daughters Virginia, Peggy, and Phyllis.  

Sisters, Phyllis & Virginia Brasier pose on the beach.

1959 Yours truly with my middle sister, Meredith, on the beach at D.L. Bliss State Park, Lake Tahoe.

1962 in the middle of winter, wading in the freezing waters of Lake Tahoe at Sand Harbor. L-R: yours truly, my youngest sister, my brother, and my Mom – idiots, all.

1962 Having lunch behind the sand dunes of Stinson Beach, Calif.  L-R: My youngest sister, brother, middle sis, Mom, & Dad

1967 Lake Tahoe – My Mom & me carefully making our barefoot way along the sandy lake shore between Sugar Pine Point St. Park & Meeks Bay Resort.

1988 My two daughters enjoying ice cream waffle cones on the sand at Meeks Bay, Lake Tahoe.  Dig those sunglasses!

Spreading out on the beach at Meeks Bay after a rainstorm has passed to sing a few songs.

1997 – Sitting on the beach in beach chairs waiting for a Shakespearian production of “The Two Gentlemen of Verona” to begin at Sand Harbor, Lake Tahoe.  Leaning into the photo on the left: my cousin Carole.  Behind her, beginning with the fellow in the dark shirt: my cousin Marian’s husband Bob, Marian, my youngest daughter, two friends, and my cousin George.

We’re somewhere down there toward the front – about 6 or 7 rows back.

:->

La Nightingail

P.S.

An oldie but goodie I found while searching for something else. J

Sepia prompt #489 – September 28, 2019

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