Cerulean Cape Riverboat, wheelbarrow, wildflower and barley

She couldn't help it, her usually masked expression showing some sense of judgement. This was a strange one. You'll irritate your eyes, that's all. It seemed like a fair response to her - not one out of concern, but sincere logic.

I guess there's not much else to do on a beach though, hm? Except fishing, beach combing, chasing gulls, digging up crabs.. but she wouldn't mention any of that. To each their own, or so they say. Why are you here?