A morning well spent

Peeling out of a gravel lot with friends passing the motivated few who rush towards the dawn. Cotton candy clouds, wisps of color. We run up the dunes. A reddish orb breaks over horizon. Footfalls in the sand meet the cool, refreshing foam of the crashing waves that lag on the shoreline of low tide. Our boards slap the water, mist sprays my face from a clean wave that breaks just beyond me. I play, invigorated by the salty depths and pink rays that slant through the sky tinging the time with the adventure of sunrise. I manage to tuck into the barrel of one of the waves and am met by the compliments of one of the guys. A morning well spent. A summer well spent. A few more days by the seashore...

Just a summer night

Finished the post-dinner clean up. Cue the dining services ice cream party announced by your super visor earlier in the day. Eventually the whole staff joins in for some chocolate and vanilla goodness. 

Hop in the jeep. Top down, roommate co-pilot and another in the back. Grab some surprise

secret brother gifts for tomorrow night. 

Back to HCBC. Hit up the Davis to watch staff brothers take on the guests in basketball. Erupting cheers (and many giggles). Game ends, and knock out commences. 

Curfew. Blushing girls gush over guys and cuteness. Snuggle up to a letter from a friend. End with a read-aloud of an old favorite.

Summer nights.

'Merica

I found this gem that ever got posted, enjoy!! 

The fourth on LBI

HCBC family...

...and the sibs!