Annabelle

R.I.P. Gregg Allman

My heart is broken.

Don Barley and I saw Gregg Allman in Charlotte last summer.  http://www.meanderingsandmuses.com/2016/07/gregg-allman-and-peter-frampton.html

We had front row seats and were happy as kids. 

His voice was as sweet and clear as all the many times we had seen him in years past, both on his own and with The Allman Brothers Band. 

But, we did talk after the show about the fact that he seemed a little frail as he walked slowly off stage. 

Shortly after that concert he started cancelling shows for unspecified health reasons.

RIP, Mr. Allman

Bath Day for Annabelle

"Mama.  I do love getting a bath!"

"I'm just a little bit wet.  I'll hide here.  No one will ever know."

"Oh.  Hey!"  

"Peek a Boo!"

Manchester by Carole Houlston

This poem was one of 12 shortlisted in the Poem for Manchester Competition run by the BBC in 2004, as chosen by Andrew Motion, the Poet Laureate.

High rising
Energising
Spirit raising
Flag waving
Lowry-loving
Boundry shoving
Cottonmilled
Fountain-filled
Sculpture clad
Football mad
Rainwashed
Canal-crossed
Night clubbing
Shoulder rubbing
Cultureshocked
Bomb-rocked
Unbroken
Outspoken
Manchester

girlfriends

More Topsail . . .

Breakfast at the New York Deli

A visit (and some shopping, of course) with some of my favorite folks in one of my favorite shops, Sugar Island Bakery (this sign "almost" sums them up, but you really need to visit to see  just how fabulous they really are).

Then a visit with "my" tree.

And a cool old pick-up truck.

I do love Topsail Island

Topsail Island Wakes Up

another day, and night, at the beach

taking pictures

and finding a piece of art that needs to go home with us.

I saw this piece when we were here last year.
On the way down earlier this week I said, "if that painting is still there, it's going back to Boone with us."

Yay!!!

what's lovelier than an ocean sunset?

a wee bit more beach . . .