There was a lot of rain the first day, the kind that comes down sideways, so hard and fast that you can't see. I think it's a rule of nature that it simply must rain on the first day of a camping trip. Ah, well. Kind of made it more fun, actually. Lots of running on beaches and sailing and fires on the beach under a moonless sky. Driving up and down the islands, past the salt water taffy colored houses and making plans to move there by this time next year. Another rule of vacations, for us, anyway. Missed ferries, dolphins, hot dogs over a fire, a surfer dude named Scooter who taught us how to sail. It was perfect.
I think sometimes all I really need is to throw some shorts in a duffel, squeeze into a car filled with my favorite people, and drive till we hit the sand.
*Photos taken with a very old, very sad point-and-shoot. But happy news - for the first time in my life, I am the owner of a real, live DSLR and will be sure to bombard you with photos as I'm learning to use it. (Eek!)
**Actually, a lot of my photos on this blog have been taken with a DSLR, but I did not own the camera, just to clear up any confusion. I take pictures for our church sometimes and have been learning photography on their camera, which has been amazing. Aaand now I'm rambling.