Went on a drinking walk with my mom and took these pictures with my real camera, not my shitty cameraphone.
Here's my dog, Lucy. My parents have custody.
The obligatory self-portrait. I didn't bring any makeup with me, so.. deal. I've about quit wearing it anyway.
We went back after the Bloody Marys from this morning and got some excellent smoked tuna salad (no picture, sorry) and a mimosa.
My parents live in this little hippie-ish beach community. Here is a random sign in the neighborhood:
And someone decorated this street sign:
They have a lake and a beach in this neighborhood. I am really digging how this picture of a pier on the lake came out.
People can drive and park on the beach.
My mom walking down the boardwalk to get to the beach.
We were being silly.
These dunes weren't made for walking.
It is a beautiful day.
Some little birdies.
There are monarch butterflies everywhere. I like this picture, too.
Someone's house...
A lot of the houses in this neighborhood are rentals. A lot of them have hokey, punny names like this, too.
But these cottages are so cute, with their gates and white picket fences.
Another house in this neighborhood.
Another picket fence house. This one was built in 1937, according to the sign out front.
This is my parents' house. Please note Lucy running out the front door.
Lucy in the front yard. She has always been a little camera-shy.