Tuesday, July 16, 2013

“Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.” ― Henry James

It is amazing to see the girls re connect.  I'm not sure that is the right word because they walked into the rooms and acted like one of them had just gone to the kitchen and came back.  It seemed like a natural connection that had never been broken by mere distance.  But enough of my ponderings....
We started out on Sunday, in the rain.  Lovely.  And it rained, and it rained, and it rained.  It rained really hard at times.

By lunch we had sun peaking out.  We stopped for lunch in Walterboro, SC at a place called  Duke's BBQ.  And it was GOOD! It was 'Take Grandma after church' good.  

Between the rain showers we finally made it to Edisto.  

Our house wasn't ready yet and our friends either weren't there yet or weren't home so, of course, we headed to the beach. When our house was ready, we got there and unloaded.  Then discovered there was no a/c in our house.  We called and got a new house.  Poor Matt had just carried the last of our luggage up the stairs in the first house.  So he turned around and lugged it back down the stairs.  
We reconnected with our friends and had dinner together.  We decided we would go to the beach together the next morning.
Big brother Tom was a good sport while ALL the kiddos buried him in the sand.



Do you see his head in the upper right corner?

Happy guy!

Moms and dads with varying degrees of tan.

The girls had reserved times for pottery painting.  Serenity had to consult with Katie about what to wear.  She decided Justice Sparkles may be just a 'bit' overdressed,

The girls had a great time painting their ceramics. 
Dinner that evening was at Whaley's  It was really good too.  It was a neat seafood joint.  Kelly and I went to town on the oysters.  They were some of the best ever.

After dinner we all came back to our house and just visited.  The evening ended with 'Uncle' Jason watching cute kitty videos with the kids.
Wish you were all here.

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