Just three short days ago we were walking barefoot on the beach picking up shells, watching cargo ships come and go, climbing a lighthouse, eating excellent seafood, and now here we are home and it's winter. We drove through a little snow in the mountains but the more severe weather is still on the way. Early Tuesday we paid one last visit to the Savannah National Wildlife Refuge for a little relaxation before spending five hours on I-95; we saw red-shouldered hawks and egrets and herons and many whistling ducks, but today when we got home, we found our birdfeeders damaged by high winds and badly in need of attention.
I'm glad I have a whole week to make final preparations for spring semester teaching and admin tasks, but my suitcase is calling me and my house wants a good deep cleaning. What's left in the fridge? Enough leftover ham for bean soup? When can I take down the Christmas tree? Oh, here's the pile of books I opened on Christmas morning--which one shall I read first?
Brand-new year, same old chores, plus how am I going to get all the sand out of my car? I guess I'll just have to take one task at a time and keep at it until everything is done, but first I think I'll take just a moment to savor those last few days at the beach.
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| I love the white flashes on the whistling ducks' wings. |
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| Traffic jam. |
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| Ibises |
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| Gator |
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| Egrets |
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| Kinglet |
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| The little blue heron |
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| Red-shouldered hawk |
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| My husband was obsessed with the container ships |
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| Fresnel lens at the top of the Tybee lighhouse |
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| The view from the top |
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| 278 steps up, and 278 steps back down |
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| I love the way the morning sun lights up the waves |
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