Away from it All…

Last week the men of the house headed north to boy scout camp; I headed south to Florida to spend some time with some dear college friends.  They are super awesome because they let me crash at their house-but they did get dinner and two sour cream pound cakes out of it!

We headed to a sleepy little town last Thursday.  The roads all seemed to end at water’s edge, all sorts of birds flying around, beautiful old houses.  We ate here for lunch: shrimp tacos for lunch, a green garlicky dressing for my salad, and homemade bread, still warm from the oven (I’m a carb freak).  Great food, a great friend, and a great view.

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I could live with this view everyday.  Shrimp boats everywhere.

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It’s a lazy lifestyle, but someone has to do it.  We think this is the best way to travel by boat-with your hand in the water.

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My new friends were happy to pose for me.

After lunch, we walked around the town, checking out the little shops and the nooks and crannies around town.

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Love the colors.  And the bike below is in the corner of this studio.

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 There’s this one shop called The Tin Shed-they sell nautical antiques and collectibles.

 Lots of neat and quirky things to be seen (and take pictures of!)

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Several pirates on hand.  Not sure she’d look good at my house, but there’d be lots of conversation about her and her friends.

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sponges

Sponges, with the pirate as guard.

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Shrimp boat heading out to the bay.

I’ll be back.

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