Non-Boring Vacation Pics!!!

So I am now officially back from vacation, and staring the inevitable return to the workplace down as it stealthily approaches tomorrow morning at 9 am. I appeased my inner child this morning by going through our digital photos and running them through Photoshop, cleaning them up and lightening/brightening them as I saw fit. I'll share a couple with you now, as they are a decent illustration of what a blast we had, my little family and I.



Charleston was beautiful...really different, and architecturally fascinating. I adored all the gingerbread trim and victorian gates and gardens. The colors were muted, the plants tropical and varied, the shops intriguing. Unfortunately, I was on vacation with my husband- who is not 'into' this sort of atmospheric nuance- and my seven-year-old son- who is more impressed with the latest maneuvering of Mario in Super Mario Bros. So I adored it alone. They made proper noises when I prompted them, and even stood still for a photo opt. in front of some of the houses, but their hearts weren't in it.

We moved on from there to the beach on Sullivan Island, where they had a cool lighthouse which I believe was part of Fort Sumter, if I'm not mistaken. It was there on that beach that photo magic happened. I took some of my most favorite pictures of my son and husband ever. I don't know what it is about the ocean, but it seems to add just the right amount of natural ambiance to a scene.



I turned into a beach-combing fool, and my son became the human sprinkler system, running and frolicking in the wash of the waves like a young sheep in the spring grass in an Irish meadow. He even kicked up his heels. No kidding!

More vacation stuff on its way. I have to finish some things up around the house before I ignore them completely with the onset of work over the next few days.

I can't stand putting laundry away. I've even gotten better about folding it over the past few years. Now it just hangs out on the arms of the sofa or in the dining room chairs. I am the very antithesis to a Virgo, I swear.

Until later...