Camping trip, back in the first weekend of August.
We bought lots of food at farm stands during the long, hot, all-around bad drive.
The funny part is that everything in this picture (except for the produce) is still in my trunk, 2 months later. The bread isn't even moldy yet.
There were horses all over. They liked port-a-potties.
Awww, baaaaaby horse. Or pony, whatever.
Diana is an experienced camper. She brought a knife. So smart.
Way back in the day (60+ years ago? I can't remember exactly) some brilliant man thought cutting big strips into the marsh would get rid of mosquitoes. He was wrong, but the cuts never went away.
Pretty pretty salt meadow grass:
Hello, deer.
Hello, beach.
Wild ponies grazing off yonder in the marsh.
Pony on the road. See ya.
I haven't really taken any pictures of myself recently, and I won't be taking any in the near future do to my recurring lack of a camera. Here's one on a night out with Jo, except she isn't in it. Just me and her boyfriend, Adam.
That's all.
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Finally! See, that's not so hard, is it?
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