Celebrating Oysters And Love

 It's been a day of contrasts. Turns out that there was an oyster cook-off here in Apalachicola today in aid of buying a new fire truck for the town. So it has been packed with people and crowds and music and food. We visited the festival for a little while. The crowds did not delight me but people were having fun. 

There was a giant oyster walking around giving out candy to children. 

 

And an exhibition by the students of a local dance school. 

The fun was never ending!

Very festive and too many people so we made our way up the street to a little place for oysters and gumbo and it was delicious. 

We each had almost two beers apiece and decided to retreat to the quiet and peace of our little room by the river where we took a nap and when we woke up, Mr. Moon brought me coffee. 

Sweetness. 

Oh! And this morning we went over to our property and tried to figure out where our house would go. 

My man and a tape measure:

We tromped around and I told Glen that I wished I could envision it all like he does. 

"The house or the way it will look when it's built or how it will fit into the yard?"

"Yes," I said. "All of that."

I am no better at imaging how these things will look than I am at imagining how the future will look. 

If our neighbors are any indication, the future will look like us riding around in a golf cart with a dog. 

Well, the golf cart maybe. The dog no. There are plenty of dogs here already from the tiniest dust mops to a giant white dog-like creature I saw today whose nose was as big as my head. 

Well, as I have typed this, sitting on the dock the river has gone from this 

to this:

and now it is growing dark and it's time to get ready for our supper. 

I will not be wearing overalls. Can you believe I was the only person in Apalachicola wearing overalls today? 

What's wrong with these people? Obviously they need me here badly to instruct them in personal style and timeless fashion. 

It's a tough job but somebody has to do it. 

All Love...Ms. Moon