Waves of premium relaxation washed over us for three whole nights at Atlantic Beach, NC – September 19–22, 2019
GROWING OLD IS NO LAUGHING MATTER
Er . . . Actually, it is funny. So here we are, on the beach, chuckling over what the salt air is doing to our hair and celebrating Bob’s 61st birthday. Happy Birthday, Bob! He doesn’t look that old, does he?
MORNING WALK
Beach grass, condos, sand, and sand fences — and that’s just the beginning.
SURF AND FISHERMAN
After getting himself all set up, a fisherman nurses his coffee and takes in the scenery.
INTO THE SUN
Balloon tire bikes and sparkle waves. Looks to be another special day at the beach. (No, that is not us on those bikes.) The water has had all summer to warm up, and a wind that made sand fly all week quit the day we came in. Once again, we find ourselves living a charmed life.
SEA BIRDS
Pelicans with a hint of sun on their wings, fishing for breakfast.
Two flights passing made us wonder how they decide who to fly with. A gull rides an air current.
SAND CLIFF AND FISHING PIER
FOOTPRINTS
Sand piper and human, Camille’s and a child who had passed through earlier.
THOSE FUNNY OLD PEOPLE
Camille tackles a giant Margarita at a Mexican restaurant. Bob on the beach in zebra-striped socks.
SEA PINK HOUR
We got down to the beach even earlier the next day. We watched dawn make a yellow smudge across the horizon and turn the sea foam pink.
Our footprints this time, and Camille in sea water up to her calves.
THE BIG PAY OFF
Sunrise: an every day miracle, so ordinary and so rare.