(Zach takes the helm. )
And the bridge. These waters, this town, this state is so defined by the Chesapeake Bay Bridge. After going under it once, nice and slow Naia needed "More! More bridge, more trucks, more!" She loves trucks, that girl. And she loves that bridge.
Of course the slow rhythm gave way to sweet sleep. Same old settee, different view for this nap.
(Naia asleep on the settee, Zach spies a familiar landmark out on the bow.)
(The Annapolis skyline reflected in our salon windows.)