Damn, I knew I had a son out there:
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Pelicans in flight over Tybee
photo by Jack from our deck
The Summer Solstice arrived as Venus approached Leo. Hot. Peak. Sex. Love. What more could I want? Basking in the warmth, appreciating the joy in my life, I felt showered with song. Thus did the Solstice arrive. Afterwards, I was eager for the sea and drove alone along the lonely road to Savannah, to Tybee, and to my lifelong friends who took over a grand house on Ninth Street overlooking the dunes and the ocean. There I indulged in single malt and other delights as I bathed in the sea, or in the pool of the condo where I slept, or strolled the strand, or watched the gibbous Moon slide in and out of cumulus clouds and distant lightning from the deck of our house. And I over-indulged in seafood and long walks through Savannah's familiar parks and streets. High with the friendship of old and new friends, I spent several days drifting as if on waves of the sea itself, before my return to Druid Hills.
Photos above by Jack from 6/13