There is a beach not far from where we live in Lincoln City, Oregon, that we call "Billy's Playground." It isn't your typical white sand beach, stretching for miles, or even a shorter version that you can walk on and play in the sand. This particular beach has a boat-load of logs that have washed ashore and planted themselves in a multitude of configurations that have Billy's name on them.
For as long as I can remember, Billy has been a climber. And if there is anything to climb on anywhere within a 50 foot perimeter of where he is, he will climb on it! This is why he loves this beach so much.
We took Billy and his new friend, Rachel (from Iowa) and his friends, Holt and Natalie to Billy's beach for an afternoon in the sun. It was a great day and everyone enjoyed the beach, the water, the walking, and the "playing on the logs."
Billy can make a teeter-totter out of a 50 foot long log, resting on top of another one; he can climb to the top of a planted log in the sand and stand straight up. I have learned, as his mother, not to watch the hard parts. I don't want to see him fall! Amazingly enough, he never seems to!
Our next adventure was a hike to Drift Creek Falls where we found an abundance of trees and fallen logs for Billy to climb on. He's an amazing kid!
Every where we turned, there was Billy, climbing!
I wouldn't trade a day with Billy for all the luxuries in the world. He makes the grandest adventure out of nothing at all! Nature provides his playground, and he is eager to explore every facet of it. He is my Peter Pan!
