In between the parade-watching and the movie-watching that constitute our sedentary Thanksgiving, I forced the kids to take a post-meal constitutional with me. One went on foot, the other by scooter. We made the mistake of heading to our favorite neighborhood destination, the rocky beach near our house. The weather was cold, but the biting wind at the water was downright unpleasant.
It was a short constitutional, but the air was refreshing. We were out long enough for the kids to expend some energy, cutting down on the late afternoon living room wrestling and gymnastics.
The late afternoon light--in the 3 o'clock hour at this time of year--was gorgeous, and capturing a few candid moments in that light was worth freezing my fingers and toes.