Beach 3

Ashley’s heavenly biscuits

With sausage gravy. 

Wordle triumph. 

Perfect day. 

Things kept falling off the deck. Our resident crab ( hole on lower left ) grabbed one of Leo’s magna tiles and dragged it in the hole. He then brought it back up and rejected it. 

Beach 2

Mary Grace sharing pet photos from home. 

Baby put to bed. 

Night time fun. 

Morning. 

Impressive hole Leo. 

Leo loved it all. 

Grill night. 

Thanks Sophie and Paul. 

Whitney and Karis. 

Night swimming. 

Beach 1

Beach prep

Jan’s prep. Pound cake. 

Shrimp night. Worst corn ever!

Chowing down. 

Food line. 

Pile of Rhodes. 

Norwood men. 

Faulkner / Middleton 

View from our room. 

Missing Ivy Rose. 

The boys playing Magic. 

Morning coffee. 

Heading out. 

Birthday

Oh my goodness, 65. I have a hard time processing that. 

Went to lunch with some of my favorite peeps. 

Amerigos is our fave birthday spot. 

Yum yum. 

How do they make Pasta Pomodoro so good? Not pictured Tiramisu. 

Girls. 

Book Club. 

Simple fare today. Picked up Chicken Salad Chick. 

Preparing for beach. Turned out perfect and shiny. Can’t wait to get there. 

Birthday

Oh my goodness, 65. I have a hard time processing that. 

Went to lunch with some of my favorite peeps. 

Amerigos is our fave birthday spot. 

Yum yum. 

How do they make Pasta Pomodoro so good? Not pictured Tiramisu. 

Girls. 

Book Club. 

Simple fare today. Picked up Chicken Salad Chick. 

Preparing for beach. Turned out perfect and shiny. Can’t wait to get there. 

Mushrooms and mosquitoes

With all this rain and soaring temps and humidity I knew there were bound to be mushrooms in the backyard.  

So I sallied forth (what a weird saying, look it up Mom) but was nearly knocked over by the heat and humidity as I opened the door. 

But I persevered for my fungi fans. 

Even though I put on bug spray, I got a bite on each appendage. These look just like biscuits. 

This one made me gasp. It was the size large coffee mug. And my favorite color. 

Look at his cute gills. 

This poor baby was someone’s breakfast. 

Very cute. 

My fellow hunters. They gave no argument when I headed inside. 

My girl and I. 

Margaret sent me this picture of “Candy’s” rose blooming. I miss her so much.