I have a thing for harbors. I don't know what it is, or why, but anywhere I go that has a harbor I just want to stop, take photos, stick my toes in, and just sit around and observe. There seemed to be more yachts in this harbor than in others where you might expect a lot, but there were also plenty of sailboats, whose masts are what make harbors prettiest to me.

Of course, when you hear "Annapolis," most people think of the Naval Academy. (GEAUX ARMY!) I found a cute photo in a shop window that I loved-- a woman in her Navy whites with her legs crossed in a sea of men in theirs, seated uniformly, assumedly for a school function. You can sort of see my reflection in the lower corner of the shot.
And, perhaps appropriate for such a day spent, given that this photo was on our Save The Date magnet, is the article on the cover of the Times this morning: Nurse Tells of Storied Kiss. No, Not That Nurse.
And, perhaps appropriate for such a day spent, given that this photo was on our Save The Date magnet, is the article on the cover of the Times this morning: Nurse Tells of Storied Kiss. No, Not That Nurse.
