No one's life is sane. It is learning how to live with the insanity that is the trick. Sure, down South, we all have our skeletons in the closet. The difference is - we open the doors and let them dance on the front porch. After all, who doesn't have a mother who thinks she knows it all, a father who knows best, at least one irritating sibling, and that weird uncle no one wants to sit by at supper. I'm not sure what "Normal" is, but whatever it is, I know I live a bit south of it.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Dawn on Daytona Beach
Dawn on the beach at Daytona, Florida. In the background, you can see the pier. And, if you look hard enough, you can also see the chair lift that carries sightseers out to end of the pier and back during the day.