It’s still sweltering here. Far too hot to do anything energetic. So I’ve meandered around amusing myself by searching out intriguing and unusual natural formations.
Many of the trees at waters’ edge just about have the supporting earth washed away. It looks like the Army Corps of Engineers has put rocks around some of the more precarious ones to help support them. But every time a jet ski flies by, strong waves crash relentlessly against them, taking a bit more of the red clay support. And leaving even more fantastic forms behind.
We have had nice, strong breezes today as the ever-threatened, seldom-materialized thunderstorms pass us by.
One thing this trip has taught us is not to ever camp in South Carolina in the summertime again!
Ron brought home superb Mexican take-out for dinner this evening.
I’m still drawing plans for a camper van. I am so itching to tackle that project! Hopefully next year!

Growing at water’s edge. I used to know their name, but have forgotten and am too lazy to look them up. 🙂