After years of exploring Martha’s Vineyard on our summer vacations, we discovered a bumpy, sandy road that led out to edge of Tashmoo Lake. It’s quiet, beautiful and perfect for little ones to explore without the ocean waves knocking them down.
This photo was taken by my husband as the sun was going down and the tide was going out. And the little girl in the photo is the Butterfly (now 9), at 18 months old. I miss summer. And I miss that tiny little hand in mine.
This post is a part of Wordless Wednesday at Create with Joy and Pictimilitude: