Lingering

It’s damp out this morning.  Humid and warm.  The tide is coming in and filling our little marsh.  I could sit out and do nothing but just watch.  Little crabs scurrying around for higher ground as the water trickles in.  Frantically digging their dens and throwing small, perfectly round mud balls out onto the bank.  […]

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unexpected perspective

Sometimes it’s the little things, the unexpected view of the commonplace that calls to me. Down low among the grass, eye level with the marsh hens and just a breath above the water, the world becomes smaller. Intimate. Familiar. Ceremonious. All encompassing. I hear nothing but the sound of the water as it swirls and […]

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Golden

It’s a beautiful Friday afternoon.   I am watching the sun throw shadows across the marsh.  Everything is bathed in its warm light including the few clouds moving to the east.  It makes me so sleepy and relaxed.  Our two dogs hold down opposite ends of the couch, curled up sleeping. The squirrels are running and […]

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Being invisible

A long day spent out on the water is better than any day spent on land. Meandering through the creeks searching for fish that are hungry, is as good of an excuse as any to get out into the place we call home.  The sound of the water.  The tangy salty smell of the oyster […]

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Changes

The squirrels are busy this morning.  Running and jumping through the tree limbs beside the porch as if auditioning for the circus.  Tybee, my dog, and I are wondering what they know that we do not.  She is as upset by their activity, as she is intrigued.  The crashing sound is amazingly loud for critters […]

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