The waves were cresting like meringues and then toppling like rows of dominos. They got big enough to make us a bit afraid, which made us think of lines from Narnia. He’s not a tame lion, nor is he safe, but he is good. As the waves tumbled toward her again and again, Avril said, “I understand why the Greeks thought horses came from the ocean surf.” Some images from this morning’s walk and this afternoon’s playtime