Cousin Dale is visiting us for a couple of days. We talk. We walk. We sit. We pet kitty. We plan adventures. Sometimes we take them.
Today we went to the little island across the Taylor Creek - took the Avon inflatable dinghy over. Walked on the side facing Beaufort but were stymied with the high tide and soggy marsh. So, back in the dinghy to go around to another side of the island. Tied up and walked the center pathway so as to avoid those marshy wetlands. I was particularly interested in seeing the wild ponies. And there was other wildlife, too, but not much. LOTS of prickly pear cachti and fierce prickers that attached even to leather shoes. Thank goodness we weren't in flipflops!
honeysuckle blooming NOW |
Wild horses - well, one horse - munching in the marsh Saw the same one this morning from our breakfast deck across the Creek you see here |
Thar be pirates in these here waters |
Gary and Patsy Stewart visiting us in Beaufort, NC |
Another small world event, coming up the dock we met a couple who said her sis lived in South Freeport. "Do you know her? Julie Freund?" Yes! We're invited to dinner but I'm not sure we'll be able to make it. Such fun, though, and appreciate those invitations and connections.
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