Bringing Home the Big Boy

Nothing could be finer than to head to Georgia under a blue sky to bring a boy home from college! A boy who loves his choice of school, loves his work, and has fallen into the habit of making straight A's, and who still wants to come home and spend the summer with us!


We had plenty of time to poke around and do some Savannah things. We spent one morning on Skidaway Island walking through a gorgeous Spanish-moss draped forest. Felix had a field day, so to speak, and spotted forty different species. Of birds, naturally.


Bella, not so much a birder. But game enough and cute as a button in the new cotton crocheted cap from the super-cool vintage clothes store. Everything there was arranged by color. Makes me want to buy it all.


The humid air down at River Street--is that what makes Daisy look so luscious?


We poked our heads in the Paris Market and Brocante again. Such inspiring styling! One glass case was set up as a miniature formal French garden--sand paths overlaid with ornate green felt grass patches. A watercolor background of a chateau, and silver jewelry laid out all over the "grounds." Genius at work!


Of course a trip to the pier, and time in the ocean for Daisy. When she could bring herself to let go of Giles' hand.


But this is what we came for--to cram the car full of Giles' stuff, and sit three across the back seat once more. They turn into adults so quickly! Tall and handsome and mindful.


The Lord gives good gifts.