On the 20th:
Jenna, my mom, and I went on a day trip to Chincoteague Island.
We shopped, ate delicious foods of many sorts, walked around, consorted with the locals, drove the loops of the state park, and eventually ended up on the beach, where shells were gathered, wading was done, dozing naps were taken, and books were read. And we took lots of photos, too:
What a great day. And a great way to celebrate Fathers Day--another one of those occasions that have taken on a decidedly weird flavor since my dad's death--and Jenna and my 2-month anniversary.
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