



Was the last day of Summer holidays, we went to our favourite Texas beach. M in spare swimwear thanks to leaving her gear goodness knows where and one sock because the shoe rubs where we repaired it. And J with I can swim attitude, though this was her first swim with river flowing current. We're not in the third picture here, it's the view up-river of our fellow bathers, with hula-hoops and beer.
There were rumours of a Water Moccasin (Cottonmouth) sighting nearby.
We had our own beer at home, and closed-out the day relocating the camellia to its new home. Good luck camellia.