Bob and I are on vacation in Tybee Island, GA for the week which is about 15 minutes from Savannah.
A week without the kid. Feels kind of strange not having them around. Have to say I am missing them.
Did I just say that out loud? Shhh, don't tell anyone.
We took the day and went into Savannah to play tourist by taking a carriage ride through the historic sites.
Do you recognize the church steeple above? Can you name the movie?
How about the pub below?
The trees in the area are so prehistoric looking.
Living Oaks.
What is kind of creepy about it also is that so much of Savannah is built on top on cemeteries.
Eeewww, I know.
I guess the reason is that the mass graves for from the plague and they were concerned about unearthing the disease.
That would explain the ghost tours they give at 11pm.
I will pass, thanks.
The waterfront was very cool.
Very cool is that they allow you to stroll with travelers. They have to be in a plastic cup, but who cares.
Wet Willies gives you frozen libation in a plastic cup.
20oz plastic cups, thank you very much.
Martha also enjoyed the attention she was receiving but just could not understand as to why we would not let her jump in the river...silly dog.
Probably because there were HUGE ships going through?
Any hoo, we had a great day.
Martha was exhausted and so were we.
I am curious to see who gets the trivia question.
No cheating!
Showing posts with label Beach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beach. Show all posts
Friday, October 26, 2012
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Oak Island Family Vacation
For our family vacation this year we rented a house on Oak Island, North Carolina. It had been too many years since we had done that and it was way past due. In fact I don't think Carter was ever on one of those and he is nine.
My husband grew up on the ocean and I grew up on Lake Superior. Being near the water is very comforting for the both of us.
Sitting on the beach in the late afternoon reading has always seemed like the best time of day. Digging your toes in the sand.
Nothing like it.
But of course I would have been reading something not so heavy as Les Miserables.
It would have been some trashy beach novel.
But if you have put off your summer reading assigments you get to read Les Mis at the beach.
I guess it makes it a little easier to read.
My husband grew up on the ocean and I grew up on Lake Superior. Being near the water is very comforting for the both of us.
Sitting on the beach in the late afternoon reading has always seemed like the best time of day. Digging your toes in the sand.
Nothing like it.
But of course I would have been reading something not so heavy as Les Miserables.
It would have been some trashy beach novel.
But if you have put off your summer reading assigments you get to read Les Mis at the beach.
I guess it makes it a little easier to read.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Sunrise, Sunset. Our home for the week.
Our first full day at the beach was wonderful.
Digging my feet into the sand.
Watching the kids boogie board on the waves.
Reading a book.
It is the best
Tried to resize these last few pics with not much luck. Oh well. Hugs from the beach, wish you were here.
Tried to resize these last few pics with not much luck. Oh well. Hugs from the beach, wish you were here.
Oak Island, the first morning
Love, Love,Love sitting on the front porch having my coffee.
No Internet/computer connection do I cannot upload pictures from my camera. All iPhone
Pictures.
Along with all the fat finger typos.
Ok, cannot figure out how to get the pictures I want so your stuck with these.
No Internet/computer connection do I cannot upload pictures from my camera. All iPhone
Pictures.
Along with all the fat finger typos.
Ok, cannot figure out how to get the pictures I want so your stuck with these.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Sometimes you need your brothers help.
Sophia was in major goofball form. We were in the backyard of my in-laws and they have these great trees. The kids have climbed, swung in swings, sat under and enjoyed them since they have been very little.
She would put a chair up to the base of the tree and climb on up.
Of course she is older and taller now so there is no giving advise.
She can do in without help.
Just need to get a foothold.
I can do it she says.
Just give me a sec she says.
Finally she accepted Sam's help.
One little boost and a hoist.
Not that she will scratch her legs all up.
And then we left her there.
And laughed.
Laughed so hard the tears came.
She NEEDED our help.
Her brother was sympathetic, kind of.
Not sure if he is pushing or pulling?
My legs would be all tore up.
She made it.
Not that she is determined or anything.
See, I did it! Ok, with some help.
I have a picture of her here when she was 8. That was yesterday you know.
Carefull Sam, it ma be a trick.
Sometimes they act like they actually like each other.
and get along.
A fleeting moment in time.
Sam my quiet one, Sophia the one to be the center of attention.
This could be a little flip book.
Duck lips?
hang loose!
and she's gone.
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