It feels as though I have been injected with a new found energy. Almost a week of what I consider to be cold weather had my eternal summer soul pouting. I moped around the house wondering if the 40 degree, blistering pain would ever end. It did! Yesterday evening, I grabbed my favorite flip flops, pulled the unruly mane back in my old baseball cap, and headed to the beach. Just the process of getting ready to go was enough to bring me back from the land of the dead. The drive to Hunting Island is breath-taking on any day, but yesterday was like the first time all over again. Not all of my favorite stops were opened yet,Barefoot Bubbas was showing signs of summer preparation, and the Wee Island Shrimp stand was missing. But I know it won't be long! What's In Store, already had a few I...
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