And now, we return to Beaufort, but only in the bloggy sense, because we’re still right here vegetating in front of the computer. Because I know you’re not doing something insanely silly like trying to view this on your toy smutphone…
The day we arrived was ridiculously rainy, but in the late afternoon it stopped without really clearing, so all we did was grab a meal and do a little
N 36° 3’59.06″ W 75°41’23.29″ Google Earth location
Another where it doesn’t matter a whole lot where you are, but it represents something that I thought I’d accomplish more often in the intervening years. Bear with me for a second.
When I determined that I’d have 53 Tripod Holes posts this year and that the last would fall on December 31st, I slotted this
Already? But yes, December is shuffling off to Buffalo (I don’t even know where that ancient phrase is from,) and thus we have the end of the month abstract. Somewhere. I just had it – must’ve put it down for a second when I needed both hands. Maybe it’s in the bathroom…
Ah, yes, here we go. Salud!
Is that abstract enough? I wasn’t really thinking
The trip we just took, for only a couple of days, was down to Beaufort, North Carolina, a coastal town nestled among a cluster of barrier islands. It’s typical for coastal, tourist-oriented towns: quaint, lots of shops, fancier restaurants, and various activities aimed at tourists. Among the latter were ferry trips out to some of the barrier islands, and among those destinations
We have just returned from a brief trip, where I produced more photos than I have for the past two months – I just don’t have time to do a lot with them right at the moment. So we have this teaser, and the promise that within a day or two, more will be forthcoming. Don’t you fret.
Yes, today is that very special day, but only right here in this imaginary, electron-supported environment known as the blogoblob, because it’s the 15th anniversary of the first post on Walkabout. Imagine that! And this is the 2,750th post therein, which is why this past month or so has been overtaken by dross. I regret nothing
I’ve been meaning to do more cleaning of the blog folder, which is where I stash images prepped for posts before they’re actually uploaded, and on occasion I decide against them, for one reason or another I end up not writing the post, or the narrative (such a grandiose word for this shit, isn’t it?) goes in another direction, or something along those lines. I
We’re into 2016 now. The Girlfriend loves calla lilies and we’ve had them a couple of times, but they never seem to last more than a year or two. Still, while this one was blossoming, I got extraordinarily lucky in that a newborn Chinese mantis scampered around the bloom while I was there, and I got several frames. This one in particular became an art print and was displayed
So I have determined that the biggest disconnect between theory and practice, a disturbingly vast gulf, is my ability to wrap presents. You just do this, and this, and then this, right? Yeah, and then I end up with something that looks like the faux presents that have been under the tree in a run-down mall for the past thirteen years…
Anyway, it’s about 1:30 AM right now, and I think
N 26°20’19.30″ W 81°48’17.66″ Google Earth location
This one isn’t so much to show you a great place for photos, though it may work in that regard most of the appeal is the sky though, which can occur anywhere. More, this was another of those self-challenges that I get up to, seeing if I can pinpoint a location that I visited just once in passing.
I’m pretty
