The countdown to summer is in its final sprint, and this session was like the deep inhale of resolve I needed to complete the last lap. The pop of a screen door followed by wet footsteps on a wooden boardwalk. The swoosh of a casting net and the free flying splashes of the bay over a set of siblings… I felt so nostalgic for old summers as a kid taking these, that I nearly forgot I was at work. Here are a few favorites from our time playing on the bay side of Fort Morgan, AL. 
