Most of the photos I’ve seen on Facebook and Instagram today are of snow that has hit the eastern part of the United States. While we did not have snow here, the kids and I did decide to stop by the beach on the way to our favorite pizza place. Because of the 30-something degree temperature, we had the beach to ourselves for the 3 minutes we could stand to be there.

Today I had a chance to visit Holden Beach and found a fishing boat named “Poor Boy.” I’m sure it’s been photographed many times because you can see it as you cross the bridge. I had to photograph it, too. I would’ve explored the area more but the rain kept me from doing so. It’s hard to tell in the photo, but I could only see about five feet in front of me while driving home afterwards.

The peacefulness of boats anchored in the harbor. One day I hope to have a sailboat too, but I need to learn how to sail one first.

This reminded me of a scene that could be in horror movie. You find yourself alone in a narrow dimly lit hallway. You are trying to reach the small three foot tall exit door at the other end of a grate floor hallway above a twenty foot drop into the unknown. The rumble from the machinery off in the distances hides the sounds of what ever might be lurking in the shadows.

A couple of weeks ago I posted a photo of my bow ties. Yesterday a friend of mine from Marietta asked when he was going see me in one of the bow ties. Never fear my friend, your waiting is over. I sport a bow tie at the very least on Tuesday, but I enjoy it and might start wearing them more often. You never know I might even try to make my own some day.