Tuesday January 24, 2012
Snuggled under the covers last night and listened to the hoot owls and container ship fog horns playing in unison. Woke up to birdies chirping their little hearts out in Spring like temperatures. Soon Papy's posies will be showing their little heads. As a fresh breeze blows from the South I thank God for the opportunity to experience all that is Bloody Point on magical, mystical Daufuskie Island


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