Hilton Head

About a week ago, we returned "home" once again to Hilton Head Island. It felt like such a breath of perfumed air to be there again. I just love the smell of pine needles and flowers and fresh vegetation. As usual, I didn't think to take pictures of our pool surrounded with Live Oaks draped with Spanish Moss or many of the other familiar places imprinted in the memories of my siblings who couldn't make it this year. So, forgive me, Mark and Lynne, but this will have to do. Hopefully these pictures will bring back some fondness.









Here, Alyssa can't quite look the camera in the eye!

More posts to come.