Sweet time, proud parents

Our girls came! Unfortunately, Ñandú was not quite ready to receive them with the flair and mobility that we would have liked. Our daughters, though, didn’t care. They were happy to see the three of us. They gifted us with a new way of looking at things. They were enchanted with the color of the water, the balmy temperature and the green rain forest. They didn’t mind that we didn’t sail far or actually moved much; who cares when you can jump from the bow or play on a paddle board. They laughed in front of relentless wind. They laughed landing the dinghy with crashing waves even when those waves crashed on top of them and their suitcases. They kept on laughing when we forgot to put the plugs in the dinghy and it became an unwieldy tub with oars, full of onions and fruit floating around.

We are proud of our daughters. They are becoming two wonderful human beings. Conscious, good-humored, witty free-thinkers who take nothing for granted.

Mount Obama National Park
The day it became official: we’re no longer teenagers’s parents.
Classic sailboats in Nelson’s Dockyard
English Harbour

Deep Bay
St. John’s Harbour from Fort Barrington

Fort Barrington

The daily rainbow
Playing who remains dry

Last sunset of the year
followed by a supermoonrise the day after
Five Islands Harbour
Trying to bring Oliver to the beach (it didn’t work)

Expedition time

Backyard waterworks
Family selfie
Stingray City
Devil’s Bridge National Park

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