I have a CD kicking around here somewhere called ‘New Wave Hits of the ’80s,’ which is just one of many examples why you should never call anything, “new,” because shortly it won’t be. I mean, the art nouveau movement is well over a century old now we’re due for an art nouveau nouveau movement. Anyway, these photos are
Since I still haven’t outsourced posts to Korea or anything yet, we have to deal with me having enough time to write up something more than vapid blather like, you know, this, but more is coming, I promise. In the interim, I throw down this photo from sunset. No, the nearby pond was not having an especially windy/choppy day – this is from a weekend beach trip
We now resume our adventures in coastal South Carolina, and if you’re at all familiar with the state, you know that it is symbolized, on license plates and numerous other materials, by a crescent moon over a palm tree naturally enough, presented with the opportunity while there, I had to provide my own rendition.
I confess, again, that while out at the coast, I am usually up well before dawn