Gone to Carolina in my mind (and for reals)
I love Hilton Head. I want to live and die here. Well, that’s not immediately true. I want to live some other places for awhile. But when I am an old lady, after my husband has passed away (as men typically die earlier than women), I will cut my hair as short as I want and return here to the beaches of South Carolina. I will drink wine and gain some happy pounds and live out my days in peace.
I’ve walked on the beach. I’ve seen alligators and turtles and heron. I’ve finished two new songs. I’ve purchased six new books. I’ve noticed how the Spanish moss that hangs from the trees reminds me of furry monkey tails.
And tomorrow morning, I will continue The Big Trip to Tuscaloosa, Alabama. It’s time to do the Dirty South.
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New songs! New songs! Can you send them to me? :) Say hi to McEvoy for me!
p.s. Please don’t wait until you are widowed to cut your hair as short as you want. Cut it some time before then. Short hair is liberating. :)
I love this post. this post was wonderful. simple, inviting, just great. I will come visit you and we can be old ladies with short hair together and talk about all of my great-grandchildren and your great-grandnephews and nieces.
I’m jealous that you’re headed to Alabama. I spent 2 summers in Birmingham and I’ve always wanted to go back, maybe permanently. I haven’t quite made it, though. One day, I may have to start splitting my time between The Deep South and The Oregon Coast. Have fun!
that spanish moss will reel you in.
it’s unavoidable.
be safe!
I like James Taylor a lot.