I was
ruthless, but there are still a ridiculous number of photos this week. Sorry.
Not sorry. Sorta sorry? We only go to the beach once a year, so I’m sure you
will indulge me…
Sunday, October 10th
And we’re off!
We got there around 6:00 and
confirmed that yes, there is an ocean where we’re staying!
Monday, October 11th
Monday was moody, which was fine because we had a full slate of baseball games to watch. Ha! In the collage of Dr. M watching the game you can see me on the balcony finishing up the scrappy dishcloth you see here.
Tuesday, October 12th
Glorious day! We still didn’t leave the condo – who needs to go anywhere with the view that we had?
Wednesday, October
13th
Dr. M helped me with a photo shoot for that shawl I’ve been working on for three months – finished, washed, and blocked – I love it!
We went out to get pizza for dinner, and then
continued our expert level relaxing.
Evening scenes…
Thursday, October 14th
We finally took a walk on the beach!
Me, working on a crochet
project: “I am NOT counting every row! It’s ridiculous.” Also me: “1, 2, 3,
4…78, 79, 80.”
Pelicans!
Friday, October 15th
We said goodbye to the beach today.
Passed a number of cotton
fields on the way home. I had just been reading the chapter about reparations
in Osheta Moore’s book Dear White
Peacemaker and seeing those fields made me feel some kind of way.
Saturday, October 16th
No photo today (you are welcome). Instead please enjoy this conversation between Dr. M & me:
Dr. M: this pitcher is like
a Charleville musket.
Me: what?
Dr. M: he has no idea where the ball is going.
Me: okay
Dr. M: *lectures about trade muskets in the second half of the 18th century, the Brown Bess, Pennsylvania rifle, etc., etc., etc., ugh*
Me: I gotta pee, then call my dad.
Dr. M: but you’ll miss the lecture on French seaborne artillery and the siege of Yorktown!
Me: guess I dodged a bullet…
Me: I crack myself up!
Dr. M: *sniffles, takes a drink, and returns to the game.*
We had a
really really good time. Back in the day we would have been running around all
over the place, eating almost every meal out, and using the hotel as a place to
sleep. I like this vacation model better – we packed our food and barely left
the condo. Very relaxing! I’m already
looking forward to the next time!
Sunday, October 10th
And we’re off!
Monday was moody, which was fine because we had a full slate of baseball games to watch. Ha! In the collage of Dr. M watching the game you can see me on the balcony finishing up the scrappy dishcloth you see here.
Glorious day! We still didn’t leave the condo – who needs to go anywhere with the view that we had?
Dr. M helped me with a photo shoot for that shawl I’ve been working on for three months – finished, washed, and blocked – I love it!
Thursday, October 14th
We finally took a walk on the beach!
We said goodbye to the beach today.
No photo today (you are welcome). Instead please enjoy this conversation between Dr. M & me:
Me: what?
Dr. M: he has no idea where the ball is going.
Me: okay
Dr. M: *lectures about trade muskets in the second half of the 18th century, the Brown Bess, Pennsylvania rifle, etc., etc., etc., ugh*
Me: I gotta pee, then call my dad.
Dr. M: but you’ll miss the lecture on French seaborne artillery and the siege of Yorktown!
Me: guess I dodged a bullet…
Me: I crack myself up!
Dr. M: *sniffles, takes a drink, and returns to the game.*
That photo of the pelicans all in a row--fantastic!
ReplyDeleteI feel perhaps the same way you do when I see a field of cotton or tobacco. It's a mix of sadness, mournfulness, shame, and regret. It's almost like those crops should be forbidden now because of the history behind them.
I'm glad you enjoyed your week of leisure and relaxation. Could you hear the sounds of the beach, the waves and the birds and breezes? What a great, stressless time for you both.
Yes! All the sights and sounds and wonderful breezes!
DeleteThat pelican photo was my favorite too! They're so obliging to fly like that :)
DeleteThe cotton harvest is going on here now, and the only thing I feel when I see those trucks lined up at the gins or the fields filled with those huge, semi-truck sized bundles of cotton with their pink, yellow, and blue tarps is happiness for the farmers who finally have had a good year. Drought and flooding rains have affected them in recent years, and they've been hanging on. It's good to see them rewarded.
ReplyDeleteIf we forbid everything that has a mixed past, probably most of us would be required to commit suicide. After all -- haven't we all made mistakes?
I wouldn't normally have reacted to the cotton like that but I had LITERALLY just been reading about the relationship to enslaved people with cotton, and the fact that so many policies implemented (or not implemented) after the Civil War kept freed people perpetually behind. That meant that there were generations of people who didn't even HAVE bootstraps. And those types of policies continue in some of our institutions even today (lending policies, etc.). It just makes me sad.
DeleteI love the beach so all those pictures were a welcome sight. and the shawl turned out well.
ReplyDeleteThanks! I was very happy with this fourth attempt. Ha!
DeleteBeautiful beach pictures. I think I would have stayed out to watch or walk the beach every minute. The shawl turned out nice and certainly looks marvy with the outfit you were wearing.
ReplyDeleteI need someone to MAKE me go down to the beach. Once I'm there I enjoy it. But I don't like having to wash sand off my feet when we leave. Ha!
DeleteNothing like just relaxing at the beach, hearing those waves hit... smelling that fresh air
ReplyDeleteYes!
DeleteThere's a lot to be said for a laid-back vacation. The shawl looks great, and I LOVE that fox picture!
ReplyDeleteI thought about you when I posted the picture! It's certainly a lot healthier than the fox that hangs out around Dr. M's dad's house.
DeleteSo many wonderful beach pics! The fox is so cute.
ReplyDeleteWe were surprised, on our recent trip to Wisconsin, to hear that foxes roam the neighborhoods freely, at least two places we visited..