Friends of ours from Virginia are vacationing in Florida. Their condo is close enough to my mom's that we spend all day with them. Last night I brought the makings for dinner, which allowed the girls and I to stay later. We flew a kite that I found in my father's wine closet.
Larien loves the beach. She has no stop button when near the sound of waves, the grit of sand, and the call of gulls.
(Finwe stays with my mother most of the time. Today he joined us. I'll write about that later.)
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