I wrote yesterday about taking pictures of Steve and Sarah near this pier.
I wasn’t the only one taking photos that day.
Here is a bride on the same sand bar that Steve and Sarah were dancing on a few minutes later.
I’m hoping the wedding was already over so that sitting in a (white) dress in (brown) sand would not ruin anything important!
As we enjoyed walking the pier (and as I enjoyed taking pictures of the picture taker below) we ran across this cheery fellow . . .
. . . who found an equally cheery friend.
I loved looking at the twilight on the water. So simply beautiful.
Jeanette’s Pier has lovely, antique-looking lamp posts all along the walkway as well as windmills? turbines? Not sure what they are but they are really, really . . .
. . . tall.
The pier is a fishermen’s hangout, as you can probably tell by the sun framed within this confluence of poles and lines.
Steve and Sarah perused the informational stuff (we’re all compulsive readers) while I took a few pictures. (Yes, I admit it. I’m a compulsive photographer.)
Alternate view of the pier.
View of a lovely lady looking at the pier.
More views of said lovely lady.
And one last look before . . .
. . . putting on my going home shoes.
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