I used to love this time of year at the beach. Most of the tourist are gone and it was before the snowbirds really found it. I had a friend that ran the fishing pier and early mornings I would go down to the pier or the Grill and drink coffee and relax. Sometimes take a walk on a deserted beach.
....Now all I get to do is watch the northen lights dance through the night sky.... Damn what a choice to have to make.
Just the bakery portion of Sailors Grille opened this past Saturday morning for the first time since Ivan showed his ugly mug on our little piece of paradise. I merely sat there with a fresh cup of Java and a world famous cinnamon roll and looked out the window at the messed up landscape, including the dumpster that was still 20 yards into the sound. Man, it was great to have that small piece of heaven back....
