The neighbor found this on their boat this morning. It looked like some creature left an offering. Later that day, Adam was kind enough to memorialize my kayak adventure. Screwing boards into the skeleton of our shelter, over an unforgiving ocean, with a borrowed drill is slightly stressful from a wobbly kayak.
We went to College Station for Clara’s ring dunk, but I didn’t get any good pictures of the event. Sunday morning (after Luke recovered from his first college party) we went to brunch together.