I had a lovely and perfect outing yesterday, despite a setback. I set out towards the other side of Mobile Bay to attend a quilt show at a sweet Methodist Church. Every Sunday school classroom, office, and even the sanctuary was decorated with quilts, evey pew draped. I asked one of the volunteers how many quilts…
Wednesday is the day for playing, exploring, shopping, and laundry. Yesterday’s play included finally photographing colorful houses on the island. What a gorgeous palette! I found some fabric in my stash that matches perfectly. I had bought a set of 5 inch charm squares that are perfect for a Dauphin Island inspired quilt. Yesterday I…
Life in Bama is just how I like it–quiet yet full of life, interesting sights, and endless sounds. Quiet and full of sounds? Just one of the paradoxes on the coast. As I sit inside all I hear is the gentle, nearly silent sound of my dehumidifier pulling more moisture from the soggy air. Then…
I day dream about subterranean life, thanks to a book I just finished (“Tales of the Underground”, by David Wolf) This is not a horror or suspense story, but a natural history of life in the soil. I bought the book because I am intrigued by the number of “larger” animals who live underground. In…
I woke up yesterday morning to large puddles outside the camper. Worse, I noticed that the windows inside had a great deal of condensation and – gasp – mildew. Small patches of white filaments alerted me. Mold? Turns out that the white stuff is mildew, a type of fungus that loves wet window sills. RVs…
Severe Storms, flash flooding! A soaking rainstorm coming for New Year’s Eve. Lightening, thunder! Batten the hatches. For days, brightly colored weather maps forecast bands of rain moving from the mainland over Dauphin Island, where I am camped out. More maps showed bands of rain moving from the south in the Gulf of Mexico over…
Dauphin Island is an important bird area because of the species who live here or pause for a rest during annual migrations. Even common birds thrive here–pelicans wander along the shoreline, docks, and jetties. The ones here and at Gulf Islands National Seashore are small and multi-colored, with white heads/necks and grey/black bodies rather than…
Tango and I love walking on sidewalks, trails, and now, the beach. We follow a short boardwalk from our campground. At the dune’s edge I fling off my flip-flops, unleash Tango, and start breathing the salty air. We walk either east or west in a grand circle or out and back. We walk close to…
Tonight is the last of 9 nights at the Pensacola unit of the Gulf Islands National Seashore. With my Senior Discount Pass I paid only $13/night, with water and electric. They do not offer sewer hookups, but do have a dump station that is easy to access. If I had planned properly, I could have…
Sometimes I feel as if I have been here a long time. In six weeks I have worked outdoors in swampy-wet heat, conquered spiders, and survived a hurricane. I added a half-dozen birds to my life list and learned new skills. I made some friends in town and traipsed off to quilt shows. I am…