Coki Beach, here I come!
Faugh, sand bad!!
Mmm, Conch Fritters good!
The only picture of my mother she'll let me post on the web without complaining.
The last one is a particular favourite of mine. It's one of my dear friends, Ric, holding Bird. Bird was wearing a swim nappie for this excursion, which is fine...until it's time to go and half the sand on the beach has ended up in your child's bits and pieces. Ric hadn't dried off yet, so he offered to strip the boy, dunk him, and return him to me as clean as sea water could make him. That's a friend. I shot this as they emerged from their mutual dunking, and it flat takes my breath away. The difference in skin tone, the happy grins, the strength of Ric's hands and arms as he holds my sweet little boy...sigh. There are so very few uncomplicatedly happy moments in life...I am happy to have caught this one on film.
Next stop, Alaska...someday...maybe...