We came back to Apalach and ate some of those oysters for our lunch, his raw and mine baked with cheese and bacon and jalapeños. We had a beer with our lunch and came back and had a nap and I woke up in a panic. Fifty feet away from River Lily, the best little shop in three counties, at least, and I hadn't so much as stepped in the door and I sprang up and got dressed and went over and bought a few little things and then talked to the woman working there for half an hour about her recent move from Long Island to Apalachicola which seems like an impossible journey but here she is and happy to be and now I'm sitting on the balcony, drinking coffee, happy myself to have journeyed here from Lloyd, if only for this weekend.
Some of the little garden where we are staying.
A view from here of the restaurant next door where we had our supper last night. Apalachicola has done a fantastic job of restoring old buildings and making them charming and lovely and right now the sun is getting lower in the sky and I can hear people chatting and laughing from the deck you can almost see, Saturday night beginning as the entire day has gone, in a slow and easy way and the doves are cooing and a nearby church just rang six bells and if I wasn't so lazy I could walk all the down the stairs and take a picture of the river on the other side of the building and there are dragonflies and tiny birds darting overhead in the blue, blue October sky.
Okay. For you. Just for you.