The Island

the little island was completely deserted by its usual summer crowds.

on our way.

late lunch on the beach.

The Nest

my cast iron bed reminds me of an orphanage.

Basie!

my little terror resting
still turning house to home, putting it together every day... more images soon.

As for that VP talk all the time, I'll tell you, I still can't answer that question until somebody answers for me what is it exactly that the VP does.

Thank you, governor. Looking forward to the debate!