Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Thoughts from the Carolina Coast....

I'm sitting here in my rusted and barely able bodied beach chair watching the waves lazily slide across the sand in front of me as my niece, elle, runs in circles sending her golden lockes in every possible direction as an omnipresent smiles glows from her innocent face. i barely remember those days and my life now is the antithesis of that childhood carefree naivety. we spent the morning on the water in the inner dwellings of the wando river where the sign of human life barely seemed present. the occasional hum of a boat motor drums in the background and a couple minutes later a couple half hearted wakes come splashing against us, rocking the boat ever so slightly.... we caught some 40 fish over the course of four hours, many of which we couldn't keep due to the size, though we returned with 7 pounds of seawater brined red fish and flounder that our captain fileted for us. it doesnt get any fresher than this anywhere.... its hard to believe that earlier today these fish were swimming in the vast atlantic ocean a few hours ago, living their lives in much the same way as my precious little niece..... the sun is starting its grand descent over the salt marsh and mud flats through the intracoastal water way and behind the various bridges conjoining the various barrier islands... seagulls glide with the wind parralel to the wando river and another flock simultaneously flies in the opposite direction parralel to the beach towards charleston. i suppose its time to go inside and help dad prep for dinner. kitchen 101... pan roasted red fish with lemon beurre blanc....

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