playing in the tidal pools at Hunting Island
matching necklaces (I call them “starfish”; Meera calls them the correct name, “sea stars”)
football in the surf on a Sunday afternoon, Hunting Island
wide open spaces
wide open spaces II
our go-to guide for the past 5 weeks
South Carolina peaches
Owen and Kyle at the top of the tower, Port Royal waterfront
Meera, pool float
in front of the lighthouse, Hunting Island
shrimp boat off of Harbor Island
riding in the golf cart
Meera & Braydon in Charleston
shrimp scampi — I was going to do a Food Friday blog post about this — how amazing the shrimp here is, and how incredible it is to buy it right off the boat, etc. I was also going to link to the best shrimp scampi recipe ever (I made this weekly while we were here: Ina Garten’s Barefoot Contessa Linguine with Shrimp Scampi) — click here!
I was also going to try to write a post about my observations of the reactions of people in the South (as compared to the North) to seeing/interacting with our black-white-adoptive family. But I never got to that. Above picture is precious to me: Kyle and Owen just very comfortably hanging out with an older black gentleman on the waterfront in Charleston. He let them feed the birds with him. And he talked with them, in depth, about God. Our boys are embraced by the black community (almost always), and it is truly amazing to watch and witness as an outsider-yet-their-mother.
I was also going to write a post about Owen’s newfound obsession (discovered on this trip) with pralines. His new favorite food.
I was also going to write a post about The Shrimp Shack. [I guess I never got around to a lot of the posts I was going to write.]
I was also going to post about fiddler crabs (above left), and alligators (above right).
I did post about hermit crabs! But I forgot to include this awesome picture in that post.
my summer “desk”
reading at the pool
the bambinos in the hammock on the back deck of the beach house
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It has been an amazing and inspirational five weeks. Tomorrow we leave and head north.
I’ll end here, with my favorite photo from the summer (Braydon took this with his iPhone one night when we went for a walk on the beach at sunset):