I Wish You Could Hear The Waves

 We've made it! Stopped at the what is now being called the Blue Pig, I see, although I will always and forever call it the Little Pig. Blue Pig has history though, as the store it now occupies was known as The Blue Store. 
We're big on tradition here in the south. 

Not going to write a whole lot because I want to make our shrimp supper but I will say that the house we've rented is...interesting. The very, very best thing about it is that it's on the west end of the island and is in (oh god, forgive me) a gated community called (mea culpa, mea culpa) The Planation. 
See above about tradition. 

But it is beautiful, with only houses and jungle and beach and a nicely maintained bike/walking path and if someone offered to give me one of these houses, I would take it and deal with the guilt later. 

This house is not one of the newer ones. It's seen some things, this house. And there are steps and stairs and more steps and stairs and Lord, getting everything moved up and in was an effort. 
But the view makes it all worth while. 

We went for a sunset walk. 

I haven't seen dolphins yet but I've seen pelicans. And crazy alien jelly fish. And the tiniest little baby fish I've ever seen that had washed up on the beach, and the way the setting sun casts light and shadows on the water. 

Mr. Moon took this one. 

Love from St. George Island, Florida. 

Ms. Moon