Leif runs out to the end of the pier where Daddy is changing the bait in the crab traps and collecting dinner (the crabs, not the bait).
The grass beneath our dock.
Where's Leify? Can you find him? (and if you enlarge the photo by clicking on it, you can see his big excited grin!)
Pretty Pretty Pretty Clouds. I'm silly, I know, but I think they're lovely.
My my! Leif is growing up. I adore the first photo. It warms my heart. I love you, Leif.
ReplyDelete{{BIG BEAR HUG}}! Aunt Lisa.