Showing posts from November, 2011

Sea Glass

So I know I said that this blog was not going to be a blog with lots of words.. I didn't necessarily lie it is just evolving, as I do, to my new life here at the beach. So today you get words because I think if I am going to be yelled at you should probably be too. Come on now, don't get upset I am just sharing the love. So today I went on my "walk" early, I know you have no idea what my "walk" is or why it is so meaningful but just know that it is and I will explain that sometime, maybe soon. I will tell you that I have become quite the sea glass collector on these daily walks. The sand today was quite smooshy, which means it was like walking in creek mud for an hour so my legs felt like complete jello, but in the end it felt great and I found a cute little piece of sea glass to add to my collection. Finally I was almost back to the Pier and the end of my walk was in close reach.. then this lady caught my eye. She was just standing there staring out at

Some days randomness is in order..

After an overnight trip to Mathews on Saturday for my Daddy's 50th class reunion from Mathews High, I came home hoping for a lazy Sunday afternoon with a nap or two, ok maybe three. Phyllis on the other hand had a different plan for my afternoon and 4 miles from home called and said HURRY UP AND GET HERE we are going to Hatteras before the bridge floats away again. The 1961 Class of Mathews High Old Friends Catching Up I should have taken heed to this warning I may have ended up in a situation or two.. I was laughing so hard I couldn't take the pic of her running to hide from the cops or the dump police. Honestly I don't know WHAT she is running from.. I just gave her the go go go wave and she took off like a baby deer on opening day. Some people want a house on the sound instead of the ocean.. I doubt they were going for a house IN the sound.. sad. Sadder still this house and the one next to it are headed into the ocean. But what can brighten anyone's da


Some days the sun just does not want to cooperate with me, or maybe it is the clouds or something I don't know, either way, those are the days that you just sigh and turn to go back home feeling just a tiny bit lost and out of sorts. Today was one of those days, sorta, I sat and watched the waves crash, and listened to the surf crash and the birds fly instead of turning and going back home. I realized that most mornings I don't get the chance to do this because I have the camera at the ready waiting for that perfect sunrise shot. I was marveling at the treasures I had missed by staring at the bright spot all the time and thinking of how that reflected on my life. (no.. I was not drinking already this morning thank you very much) As I turned to rush back home to take the boy child to school I was presented with yet another gift ... Maybe God is trying to tell me to slow down and enjoy all that I have and stop looking at that one bright spot, because there is so much more