I wish I were a photographer. Sigh. For those of you who are, you can imagine what could have been done here, with the right lighting, and the right camera. In fact, if you are a photographer, don't even look at these. They'll only leave you wanting. It's THAT spectacular of a place to shoot.
There must be a Keek up that tree.
Yep.
Where's Tristan?
Ah-HA!
And there's Sawyer...
No, wait, there's Sawyer.
Sawyer?
Here I am Mom!
Greyson chose the shoreline.
Tristan chose flying....
and landing.
Kiki chose basking.
Sawyer chose flying...
And having his shoe tied.
Time to go!
Bye pink trees!
Saturday, May 10, 2008
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