My wife’s sister and her husband (not my wife’s, her sister’s) live on a bayou that opens onto a bay that opens onto the Gulf of Mexico, a thirty mile or so drive from here. They invited us down for the Fourth of July and we had a wonderful time. These are a few of my souvenirs. Click on the images to see larger versions; click a second time for even larger.
They half-live on this 34-foot sailboat; it’s docked at a little house in which they also half-live. They have lived on it altogether at times, and have crossed the Atlantic in it, twice, which totally boggles my mind.
Standing on their pier:
Standing on the pier looking down:
Just trees, mostly a live oak. Ok, it’s boring; sorry; I like trees and I like sky. I had a better picture but I ruined it by accidentally saving it while experimenting with the editing software.
Unfortunately I’m not a good enough photographer to have taken some night-time views from the beach a block or two away, which looks toward the condos on the Gulf, a string of lights on the horizon over which distant silent explosions of fireworks appeared from time to time while we were mildly and happily drunk; at least I was. God bless the U.S.A., y’all, and God bless my in-laws.
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