Part of our beloved bunch of beach-lovahs headed home (they did arrive at 10 a.m.) but a few of us got to stay for those magical afternoon hours, marked by that quintessential yellow light . . .
Mistah also, apparently, took advantage of the time to practice his tai-chi moves . . .
. . . "Protect the heart" * . . .
. . . "hail the light" * . . .
. . . and "honor the sun." *
*they may have been a slightly less formal versions of tai-chi moves. Like "My shoulder hurts" and "So I was heading south" and "Look at that plane!"
And you know how I feel about that whole Watching The Sun Set Over Boats and Water thing. Watch Hill provides it in aces (which is even better than providing it in spades). Just have a look:
Sigh. Watch Hill is so awesome it may qualify for at least seven of my favorite 6,977 places on Earth.