My mom told the kids that she would take them swimming in the harbor after the beach, and true to her word, she went in. The chickens were more reluctant.
Bowden would not let go of the surfboard.
Lucy had a stranglehold on my mom, and was only in for a short while.

Bowden enjoyed the mussels he stripped from the wall.
They even cleared the sailboat of some growth.
Lucy got back in again, for a bit.

The harbor just looks better from the dock.