The Russians were pumping the George Michael.
	Julie steppin' out on the blue lagoon beach (low tide).
	Feet damaged from our swim out to the little island. More diving tomorrow!
	Half of the sun was slow to catch fire this evening.
	Low tide at dusk. Crabs dash from rock to rock.
	Once and for all, it's the BLUE darned LAGOON.
	Love in cement.
	The water was clear, and chock full o' fish!
	Bye-bye, Turtle Island!