Maya and Uncle Chris play a little pat-a-cake while waiting for lunch at The Island Cow.
Sunset yesterday on my way back from the grocery.
There's Sanibel. After Charlie there's not much tall flora.
Devin and Maya examining the details of small shells at the Bailey-Smith Shell Museum.
Those specks in the distance are dolphins. We saw a pod of 5 zipping up and down the beach.
We escaped the flooding in Georgia for sunny Southwest Florida.
We left the house at 6:15am and arrived in Sanibel at 5:15pm. Not bad for 3 gas/potty breaks and one 45 minute lunch stop.
Our own personal river that runs right under the swing set.
Our own personal river is a confluence of the Great Front Yard River, and the Lesser Neighbor River
Our Great Front Yard River is fed by the Massive Neighbor River From Across The Street
Our brand new bridge, open for less than 3 months, got a nice whack.
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