The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever.
Jacques Yves Cousteau
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| My girls |
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| The house where we stayed |
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| Morning coffee |
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| Folly Beach downtown |
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| After the rain |
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| View from our pier - evening |
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| View from our pier - morning |
We had a wonderful vacation in sunny South Carolina. Now, getting back into the groove of home sweet home, finding shells in the washing machine that were hidden in pockets.
