Dancing

After a couple of days on Tybee, we left for Jekyll Island, where we were attending the wedding of another friend, whom Lyn had just caught back up with after losing touch for a long time.

She had so many friends, I couldn't keep it straight, sometimes.

We arrived in the afternoon, and of course went straight to the beach.

Sascha, her little bichon, was about nine months old here, I think, and enjoying the chance to run around freely, with so much open space.

So loved him enormously.