Today was a perfect, high visibility day with a high of 74 degrees. After the happy hour, about a dozen and a half of us migrated to the Brann's acreage for a campfire and 'Smores.
They have a nice fire ring, and if you look closely you can see the "Brann" name. Sitting around a campfire is a mixed blessing for your resident photographer. It allows for some completely candid pictures, because no one can see what you are up to. The lighting, on the other hand...even with a flash, is unpredictable. Below are a few shots of some of the "usual suspects".
Unposed as they are, it is a great group of friends.
Yesterday I posted a picture of a 144 foot yacht hanging in the straps of the big transporter at the Front Street Shipyard. I said it was the Four Winds. One of my favorite regular readers, the Blog Stalker, zoomed in to determine that it was actually the Four Wishes. With a little internet research she came up with the following link which I am sure you will enjoy: Four Wishes. Thanks, Jackie.