Returning home from three months in a place warmer than home is always odd. Three months is, it turns out, enough time to bond with a new place. Did I mention that it was warmer?
So in reconciling myself to coming back to a place with ongoing snow flurries, I find it useful to think a bit on the things I liked as well as on the things that I didn’t like so much. Because, you know, no place is perfect.
On the one hand . . .
On the other hand . . .
On the other hand . . .
Huntington Beach State Park
“Hey!” I hear you objecting. “How many hands have you got?”
As many as it takes, I guess. I figure that whatever works for Tevye in Fiddler on the Roof is good enough for me. So let’s carry on, shall we?
On the other hand . . .
Sign on stairs – stairs! not steps! – to observation deck, Amicalola Falls
On the other hand . . .
On the other hand . . .
On the other hand . . .
Knobbed whelk
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Bulls Island sand dunes, early morning
On the other hand . . .
Bulls Island’s Boneyard Beach at sunrise
“Hey!” I hear you objecting again. “Those last two were both good things!”
Yes, they were. There were way more good things. It may not be a perfect place, but it was a perfect winter.
Perfect…except perhaps for the livers and gizzards. Not so sure about them. LOL
Tom
Tom – I guess it’s regional . . . I hope so, because I’m very sure about them!
Livers and gizzards and grits, oh my! Better you than me … at least for those.
Marion – My interaction was entirely photographic. I like hush puppies, but there are limits on my interest in experimenting with new foods.
Love grits! Especially southern style with lots of butter. And, don’t spare the gravy.
I thought stairs were a set of steps, no?
Jim – Maybe you have to grow up with them. Grits, I mean. As for steps and stairs, well, yes – but these days, with step counters, “steps” takes on a much gentler meaning than what this sign was trying to warn about.
How does Myrtle Beach compare with Phoenix in your getaway experience?
Mary – Phoenix weather is much better; Myrtle Beach is much closer and cheaper. This year I was busy working so we didn’t do as many things as we otherwise might have. We’re booked for Phoenix again next year, but I’d certainly look at another winter stay in Myrtle Beach. But the main thing, I think, is whether you know people there. It would be lonely anywhere without some social contacts.