|We share what we are thankful for before the turkey|
Ralph drove me from Nags Head to the Alligator River. Arnie, an old fiend from Safe Passage drove miles to take me to his home in Durham. Christine, a friend from Swarthmore, drove me to her place in Hatteras Village, and then back to Ralph and Donna's to complete the loop.
It was wonderful spending time with Arnie and his family in his owner built house, that now has been made into a duplex for his son and family to live with them, while his daughter and her husband have built a "tiny home" outside to live on. One of the things that always strikes me in Guatemala, is how important family is, and how children don't move away and live long distances from their parents. Arnie's family has that value that many of us in America have lost. It makes you think!
|Dimensional wood trusses and ductless mini-split heat pump|
|Framed quote on the wall.|
Coming back to the coast with Christine and Janet, I learned about the sea turtles that sometimes don't leave the Albermarle Sound soon enough in the fall, and then get "cold stunned". These listless turtles then wash up on shores and freeze to death. So kayakers help rescue them, get them to a rehab center, where they are warmed up and placed back in the gulf stream. I may not see the alligators on Monday, as the recent cold snap may have caused them to "mud up" for the winter.
It's such fun to catch up with old friends. When I saw Christine's license plate, I thought our lives might have gone down parallel paths: K@Y@K.
Christine and I hadn't seen each other in 44 years, but the conversation flowed like it was just yesterday. It's so fascinating to hear about our evolving lives. Lots of education, science, business, teaching, higher ed administration.... and then music and arts and kayaking and life.
|I've got to get that license plate in Maine!|
|Deb and Christine at Hatteras|
It may be late fall here, but the bright sun made the 48 degrees feel like summer to a girl from Maine. A walk on the beach at night in the moonlight was made even more special by the bio-luminescent waves. Could have watched and laughed with them all night! Our photos didn't come out, but this photo by Dear Doodle captures them well.
We stayed at their house on a tiny interior island of Hatteras Island, and enjoyed watching the sunset over the marshland.
An evening of music with dulcimer, violin, mandolin and more. Delightful!
|Dear Doodle's photo of the bio-luminescent waves|
|Janet and the sunset|
|Deb, Janet and Christine|