Sounds like the title of a children’s book, doesn’t it? I was going through some files on my computer tonight and found these shots of Lily in St. Martin from this summer. She seems to love being there as much as we do. The side of the island that we live on there is french and the french love their dogs. The only place she can’t go with us is the grocery stores, so she gets to hang out with Mom and Dad a lot.
Lily loves to share lunch with Dad
Lily's favorite beach wear.
Dad is always in the lead. His legs are a lot longer than mine.
Lily and friend in Marigot.
This is the way to fish!
Lily's favorite french boulangerie. Mine too.