daniel island's pier. documented.

In an attempt to get back to my posts, Augustus and I went 

for a Sunday stroll with the camera and wound up here.

Our pier.

Daniel Island sea turtles are of enormous size.
But nothing phases Augustus.

Officially a water-loving spaniel.

Waiting in great anticipation to go to the other end.

There was a guy meditating at the end of the dock,
so we quickly turned back around.
A girl with a camera and a dog equals annoying.

I think the meditating man came from this boat.

And this is why  my dad says DI is "basically a swamp."
At least I live in a pretty swamp.

rise to the bait.

Because my Sundays are oh-so-thrilling, here's a glimpse 

of what I was doing.

I'll just stop here. And gaze out at the water. And do proper
"by the water" things. But wait... is that a fishing pier I see to my right?

La de da de da... just sitting here by the edge of the water
(I made sure to keep a sense of balance so as not to topple sideways into the water).

There's the fish! You can see him—
he was an agitated fellow (the fish, I mean).

"VICTORY!!" he shouted.
No, he didn't really shout anything,
but his pose was perfect for it. 

"Fish—you are mine now."
He didn't really say that either.

What he really did say: "Yep, those snappers are biting today!
Practically jumped at me, this one."

Oh really? Snappers? Biting? Jumping?
Not liking those words...
(picks up feet away from water)

I was offered the fish as well, but I let this guy have it.
Yes, I'm just that generous...

Nothing like a fishing pier to bring people together.
That's what I always say.