Thea Prum: The beachgoer crowd.
Thea Prum: A meticulously well maintained beach.
Thea Prum: Hitting the gift shop is the first prime destination.
Thea Prum: Of seashells and trinkets.
Thea Prum: The gift shop.
Thea Prum: The relatively sparse beach crowd.
Thea Prum: Summer time fun under the sun
Thea Prum: That dark cloud bode of ill tiding to come.
Thea Prum: Don't hate me because I'm beautiful.
Thea Prum: You've lost something gorgeous?
Thea Prum: You've got my fried dough handsome? Don't tell me you've come back empty handed.
Thea Prum: Wooooh it's cold daddy.
Thea Prum: Taking a splash like a man, or a woman.
Thea Prum: Children being children on the beach.
Thea Prum: Hey gorgeous. You here all alone?
Thea Prum: I want to sail into the setting sun.
Thea Prum: Summer time fun under the sun
Thea Prum: Summer time fun under the sun
Thea Prum: He's a fish out of water. Evidently famished and looking for a cheese burger and fried dough.
Thea Prum: Parasailing fun under the sun
Thea Prum: Hulk smash
Thea Prum: Come get your artery clogger shot right here folks.
Thea Prum: Ahhh there's my double fried dough. I'm in beach heaven now. Don't bother me right now mr paparazzi.
Thea Prum: Summer time fun under the sun
Thea Prum: Summer time fun under the sun