A walk {Part 1 of 3}

This day I thought it was going to rain. And it did. Good thing I brought my umbrella. First thing I was greeted with was a proud red rooster. Right downtown. He was very feisty looking. If a town has free roaming chickens, it is my kind of town.

“Sins, like chickens, come home to roost.”
¸.•*´¨`♥ Charles W. Chesnutt

Then I took a little trip into the old drugstore. I got a little something special for someone a little special. These bottles caught my eye.

“It is with narrow-souled people as with narrow-necked bottles; the less they have in them, the more noise they make in pouring out”
¸.•*´¨`♥ Alexander Pope

Then I began walking. First up St. George Street where I saw some pretty flowers.

"Flowers... are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty out values all the utilities of the world."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Ralph Waldo Emerson

“How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and morning dew!”
¸.•*´¨`♥ Ralph Waldo Emerson

"After all, I don't see why I am always asking for private, individual, selfish miracles when every year there are miracles like white dogwood."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Anne Morrow Lindbergh


{Continue to part 2...}

After Fay

We survived. Actually we were quite lucky. Lots of wind damage and flooding. But today we ventured out. Not far. I had an eye appointment, and we ate at the Olive Garden. Less than exciting all around. But I did get a couple of pics before we scurried back home.

Wine bottles through glass

Out of focus...but I love the dreaminess of it

Lizard on White

The lizard sat on the hood of our truck while I was in TJ Maxx. Kept D occupied while I shopped. I had to take a pic then rescue him before we started the truck. I managed to shuffle him onto a piece of cardboard and then release him on a near by bushy area.

A morning at Mickler's Landing

We finally were able to pull of a beach trip without dumping our water supply early in the game...meaning we stayed longer. It was a hot hot hot day. But the water felt wonderfully cold. The waves knocked me down more than once, much to the amusement of D. He was still laughing as I made my way back to the towel.

I walked down the beach to what I like to call the 'wild' beach. No people.

The wild beach

Then you have the people end of the beach...

Beachy people


There were various beach items...

Beach gear

Sand dollar pieces

Beach chairs

The beach goers...

Happy groups of women

Other photographers

Skim boarders

Bicyclers

Those with tattoos

Eating lunch

Horses on beach

The kids...

Serious business

Playing in the sand

Sassy

Sandcastle girl

Grandpa has the gear under control

Pink girl

And finally, the beach hats...

Reading

The horse's lady

Minty green

Blue hat reader

A rare catch...a man in a beach hat

Green lollypop

With and without

Cowboy and baseball

Where's Bumble? (this is for Nikki)

Frog update

I was finally able to capture a better image of my little watering can frog!

He and I had a horrible experience the other day. I noticed that my daisy needed watering, so I thought I could use this watering can to do it...thinking the frog would stick in the can. As I was watering the daisy, plop, out he came with the water and jumped from the daisy into the yard. I was able to catch him and get him back to the porch. But, before I could get him in the can, he escaped. (He is surprisingly slippery.) He quickly jumped again, and I didn't see where he went. I was upset.

The next day I went out, and there was his little face smiling at me from the watering can nozzle. All is well in my little back porch froggy world.

Outcome? I am now using an inferior, smaller, plastic (did I say smaller?) watering can.

Peeking out

On my backporch

Well, this was a most laid back weekend. I did get a little shopping in yesterday. Today I am a home body. So far the farthest I have gone is my muggy, humid little back porch.

While on the back porch I took a picture of my newest little friend. He lives in the nozzle of my watering can, with his little eyes peeking out. So friggin' cute. But, the image is a little blurry due to how my lens fogged up. Then when it cleared, he went deep into the watering can. So, this picture literally is a little foggy.

Watering can frog

This is my clown daisy. It is getting ready to bloom again. Just the beginning. It is such a great flower!

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