Heaven

Friday morning was much more promising. As soon as Frances got up, we headed out for a picnic.



You'll notice she's still in her pajamas here.


We motored over to a nearby island and found a deserted beach. The water was about as warm as that water gets. Frances thought it was a hoot.

The beach was very sunny, so while Mark grilled us some burgers, Frances and I headed into the woods to take advantage of the shade. She found a mussel shell which intrigued her very much. Perhaps it was salty?

Back on the beach, Frances found our bag of chips, but she actually stayed with the mussel shell much longer.

"Hmm, what is this specimen?" she says, inquisitively.

The water was very warm and the beach was very secluded...

It was a very full, very wonderful day. Frances fell asleep almost as soon as we were back on the boat. A day to remember!