Something Borrowed... Something Blue

I'm on a sand pail roll, people, 

a sand pail roll. 

In the course of one evening,

 I managed to do three more items on my
sand pail list. 

That's because for our anniversary this year, 

we decided to take a picnic.  

That's #1...

At the beach.

That's #2...

We waited until the evening to avoid the sun, the heat, and the crowds, and headed to the nearest beach.  Then, we followed our traditional pattern.

Sir Lotsa Hair carried the load...

Lady Blogalot carried the shiny red Kodak.

We cloistered ourselves near the dunes for a little more privacy.

After all,  we didn't want some 

Nosy Nellie  peeping in on our private moments.

People do that kind of thing you know...

Don't ask me how I know...

Apparently, young chicks and old hens all have the same romantic notions. We saw a total of four weddings from our hideaway that night.  The Nosy Nellie in the dunes even managed to capture three brides at once.

All wanting evidence that their marriage started out on the rocks....

If you're thinking that item # 3 was a sunset on the beach, think again. We live on the east coast, you see. The sun doesn't exactly set over the water.

Instead, we packed up and headed into Savannah 

before the blue hour. 

That's #3.

We watched as it turned blue...

. 

And bluer 

And bluest.

Just plain awesome in my opinion...

And finally, we called it a night.

As for this sand pail review, I give picnic at the beach two thumbs up for an anniversary celebration. The Man of the House did too.  (Of course, he also liked grilled watermelon so we probably shouldn't put too much stock in the manly opinion.  I think he mainly likes the idea of a cheap date.)

So weigh in, folks.

Are you a picnic person, 

or would you rather dine inside and at a table?

Would you picnic at the beach
or would you rather not have sand in your shoes?