Sightings from the Beach

     I admit to being a Snowbird -- two weeks in Florida and a month in South Carolina. Why? Because it's cold up north. And we have children and grandchildren here. The other day I got up to watch the sun rise over the Atlantic ocean, at 7:09 a.m.

     A few other people were out and about as well.

     Here's the view from our airbnb, overlooking the wetlands, when I got back home and had breakfast on the deck.

   
     We are staying in a beach town outside of Charleston. Pretty much every day it's chilly in the morning, but the temperatures typically hit 70 degrees by mid-afternoon, and the snows are far away. It's a funky little place where beach-side bungalows . . .

     . . . sit next to million-dollar mansions.

         We stopped for lunch at a local fish place.

     Later, the wind started to kick up, and we went out to the pier.

     But the breeze didn't seem to bother this beach-dweller.

     Later in the afternoon we started back home . . .

     We stopped off at the west end of our barrier island to witness the end of the day . . .

     I marked the time of sunset at 5:58 p.m. A nice day at the beach. Tomorrow we'll do it again..