Back inside, and I couldn’t find where Kelli was hiding.
Now Scott was taking his turn taking pictures.
Why does his tongue match his shirt?
I kept this shot because of how sassy Kelli looks.
From La Palapa, went to get some pizza.
And Jeff took pictures on the way there.
The moon, again.
A bitchin’ cool sunset.
We ate our grub, then went home.
After a Spring like that, Kelli was tired, but I snuck one more of her as a closing shot….
A picture of her sleeping with the moonlight falling on her.