Alright, more beach stories and pictures...
The tide is coming in...

I love the feel of the water rushing back and forth across my feet.
I love the feel of the sand flowing away with the water, disappearing quickly from under my feet.

The boys (my little Georgia cousins) and I would sometimes play a game where we run from the oncoming waves, not letting the water touch our feet, but staying tantalizingly close to the cool surf.

One morning a storm rolled in over the ocean. I sat out there with my grandma, my mom, and my aunt, watching the lightning flash across the gray sky in the distance. The rest of the week we were surrounded by thunderstorms, but the only time the storms ever came over to our beach was Friday afternoon.

Seagulls glide and hover, almost still in the air, riding the storm winds.

Blob castle. This is one of my mom's "blob sand" creations. She used the wet sand from the low tide beach and slowly dropped it in a building pile. Winding through the turrets of blob castle is a tiny stream, dug out by my mom, redirecting the water from the tiny streams that form from the sand further up on the beach draining down into the ocean.

One of the boys' army men tramps through the water of the rising tide.

Here lizard lizard lizard! This tiny guy showed up Wednesday morning for breakfast. There are little lizards all over the island if you keep your eyes open. I think that they are the cutest little things, but I'm sure my grandma would not agree with me.

Summer sun tea. I love southern style sweet sun tea,
especially when it's made by the South Carolina Coast sunshine!

The big game to play at the beach seemed to be Scrabble. I love to play with my grandma and my Aunt
Marny, so I brought along my travel Scrabble. Once I brought the game out though, all of the boys wanted to play too. I found myself playing this game every day at the beach, sometimes two or three times in one day. This scrabble game was played by three crazy scrabble players - my dad, himself, and him.

Up by the base of the breakers are deposited piles upon piles of shells. If you sift through these shells, you can find tiny little ones, still completely intact if you're lucky. If you're
really lucky, you might even find a piece of sea glass or two.

We kept finding these little guys all over of the beach this year. I found one crawling over my foot! There's several different crabs I've seen on the beach now. These little brown guys, ghost crabs (a yellowy-white colored crab), larger brown and tan spotted crabs, and another tiny little guys who looks like a big pill bug, which I believe is known as a sand
beetle.
On the way home, we got caught in a hail and rain storm in the middle of the West Virginia mountains. I took a few pictures out of the back window.

The rain begins.

Driving through the toll booth.

The rain stars to let up and the sky lights up with color.
I will miss you
Edisto Island!