Friday, August 14, 2009

Beach Week

I've mentioned that I like wild grass and that I like drift wood. Well, in sorting through our 26,000 photographs these past few days, I've happened across a picture I snapped a few years ago that shows both.

I've always loved this photograph, because it reminds me of the many fun boat trips our family's taken across Kachemak Bay. We'd anchor my dad's boat just off the beach, drive in on the little Zodiak, and spend the afternoon hiking and beachcombing. Toward evening, we'd build a campfire and roast hot dogs and marshmallows.

We haven't been able to go the last couple of years, because my dad piloted his boat across the Gulf of Alaska to fish in Southeast waters. "Thanks for nothing, Dad! You've ruined my summers!" screamed the ungrateful daughter, as she stomped her feet and shook her fists in the air. "Why do you have to go and make a living? WHY?!"

Dinner last night: spaghetti and meatballs, steamed green beans


Stephanie Faris said...


I'm intrigued by your dinner. I've never thought of putting green beans with spaghetti!

Helene said...

Kim, those are stunning pictures!! Why haven't your pics been published in National Geographic or something???

Darn your dad!! He has some nerve running off to make money!!!

MrsM said...

I really miss having the boat up here too.

He mentioned bringing it back up here next spring - I'm really excited about it. Wonder how many family members that boat will take at once before it sinks?