Our last day here in Marathon Key.
We’re all very depressed to have to go back to reality.
We took the boat out one last time.
The water is so blue.
We came back for food and picked up Nana.
I was there and I wouldn’t believe it myself if I didn’t have the photo as proof,
but she dove in.
Nana, frail-little Nana dove into the ocean.
It was amazing.
We all broke into applause and when she came up she said, “Que?” like it was nothing.
[A photo of Margarita for Margarita, my only friend at work.]
We’re baking fish tacos for dinner and enjoying our last few moments in the keys.
On the boat for our final sunset.
Symbolically, of course.
Dad forgot the keys to the Tahoe,
so Aleksi and I had to run back to the house to pick'em up.
Harry: It's 20 blocks!
Anna: Fresh air will do you good.
Harry: But what about bullies?
Anna: Run fast.
We ran fast.
Both at Aleksi’s request.
And then some star gazing.
Happy Birthday Harry.
[and Happy Birthday J.K. Rowling]