Ironically my last post in the winter was about my wanting to go the beach. This summer has been the most miserable in history. Hot, humid, and sauna like. I step out to work at 5:45 in the morning, and my glasses fog up. Now that is humidity! I have continued to water my plants in the pots, but our garden went to hell in a handbasket. I get some sick pleasure when reading posts on my yahoo groups that everyone’s garden looks a mess, but feel terrible for farmers who make their livelihood from growing crops. We have salvaged tomatoes, very little okra, and a few cucumbers. Funny, this is the first year I have planted watermelons and cantalopes, and they have flourished. Guess they thought they were in south Georgia or Florida.
Anyway….my husband and I took my granddaughters Mackenzie and Kendall to Tybee Island, off the coast of Georgia. It is over the bridge from Savannah, so a day trip was in order for that beautiful southern city.
The weather was wonderful. While the temperature stayed in the high 80’s, the humidity was low, and a slight breeze made the days and evenings great. Daily calls home revealed everyone in Chattanooga were sweltering.
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| The Crab Shack is located back in the woods just after you cross the bridge from Savannah going onto Tybee Island. Great Low Country Boil, and the girls had fun feeding the alligators. |
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| Wrestling gators at the crab shack |
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| Beautiful sunset from our balcony |