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.
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Photography Post - Shrimp Boat at Rockville
Another image from Rockville, that quaint fishing village on Wadmalaw Island in South Carolina dating back to 1874. This a trawler at the dock.