Shhh … Silent Sunday. 3/2/25
Tag: Tybee Island
Five Friday Happy Bringers 10/18/24
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Enjoying the cooler fall weather here in Savannah.
2. Speaking of cooler weather, HR driving us over to Tybee Island yesterday evening to see/experience the beautiful Hunter Moon rising “from” the Atlantic ocean.
Get ready. Here she comes!
3. After the Moon Spectacular, we headed to the very ocean-hip Sea Wolf Tybee bar and restaurant …
… for their gourmet hot dogs. I stayed seawater simple with their Classic dog …
While Robert (as usual) got all fancy with their Chicago dog.
For some reason, I ALWAYS have to look into the restrooms at quirky restaurants. Why? Their bathrooms often mirror the quirkiness of the rest of the place.
Sea Wolf certainly came through. When you close the bathroom door, there is a hot dog costume hanging there. (I wondered if anyone ever tried it on and sashayed back to their table.)
And look what we found out on the patio.
A hot dog wreath, of course.
And hats for witches.
Or warlocks.
OK, I really need to stop this Frankfurter Foolishness.
4. Robert’s monochromal kitty Benny. 
5. And grandson Daniel in final rehearsals as young Shakespeare in the upcoming play Shakespeare in Love.
Hope you have a hotdog of a weekend ahead!
Five Friday Happy Bringers 8/30/24
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Daughter Amy and son-in-law Scott hamming it up by the river near their house.
2. HR suggesting we drive over to nearby Tybee Island for an evening walk on the beach.
And look! Another riveting film in my long-running canon of riveting films, this one starring the Atlantic Ocean, the Tybee Pier and HR. 
3. The ability to WALK. What a blessing! I encourage you, wherever you are and if possible, to stand up and walk around a bit. What a miracle!
4. Sunlight on grass.
5. My fellow.
May you have an Ocean of Weekend Fun ahead.
Going Coastal
So Robert and I live in beautiful Historic District Savannah …
… about 20 minutes from Tybee Island …
… and the Atlantic Ocean.
Living near the coast is terrific.
But it does get on my nerves a teeny tiny bit that “Coastal” is incorporated into SO many businesses, organizations, etc. here.
My dermatologist is Coastal Dermatology.
My dentist is Coastal Dentistry.
My chiropractor is Coastal Chiropractic
Even my daughter Amy owns a local health care company called COASTAL Care Partners, for goodness sake!
https://www.coastalcarepartners.com
And she has a dog named (of course) Coastal.
Who may or may not be gay.
Ty-bee or not Ty-bee?
HR and I drove over to Tybee Island, aka Savannah Beach, (twenty minutes away) for a morning beach walk, actually our first one in 2023.
Robert parked the car near the pier, while looking all cool and beach hip.
(I stood in the shade and daydreamed while he did that parking app thingy, which I don’t quite understand.)
After parking my sandals in the sand, we walked toward the Atlantic.
(FYI: HR does not like to go barefoot on the beach. He doesn’t like to feel those bad little tiny broken shells on his feet.)
(FYI 2: Sometimes you just have to put up with all the quirks in a relationship.)
Here’s Robert and a bird.
And here’s a short documentary titled Cold Feet, produced and directed by HR, starring me.
Terrific morning!
Countdown to Christmas: “Images of Peace” 12/20/22
For this blog category, “Countdown to Christmas: Images of Peace,” each day between December 1 and 25, I share some of our photography that invites rest, peace, tranquility and love.
Beach Peace
One of the many great joys of living in Historic District Savannah is the easy fifteen-minute drive along the Savannah River and the marshes to Tybee Island (aka Savannah Beach) .
Five Friday Happy Bringers 9/16/22
1. Having lunch with our grandtwins at their new school for this year.
2. Slightly cooler mornings and evenings here in Savannah (in the 70’s), making our walks much more doable.
3. An alternative definition of “Pro-Life.”
On the bulletin board at our local health food store.
4. Reverent Dusk.
The spires of the Cathedral of Saint John the Baptist near us on our evening walk last night.
5. Having Tybee Island (Savannah’s beach) just down the road from us.
I hope your weekend is filled with treasures.
Tybee Lifeguarding
So this morning I decided to “do church” by driving twenty minutes south from my place in Savannah’s historic district to Tybee Island. Even though the dark clouds kept threatening to open up, I communed with nature and thanked God for the beauties of creation.
(I wanted to take up an offering, but the obviously heathen beachcombers just would not cooperate.)
So I walked.
And looked.
And listened.
And then, lo and behold, at one point I glanced up from checking my stock portfolio …
… and all of a sudden JUST KNEW what my Tybee trip this morning was Really All About:
“Look! I am meant to Be a Lifeguard!”
And, clearly, the island is in dire need–the lifeguard stand stands sadly empty.
“Hey you! Yes you!”
“I’m talking to you!”
“That swimming suit looks ridiculous on you!! What were you thinking?!”
And a little later:
“Oh gosh, someone’s in trouble! I gotta take action!”
After the life save, I hurried back up to my post 14.
And then this “official” rescue personage came driving up …
… and asked me what the heck I was doing on a condemned life guard stand. Like it wasn’t crystal clear that I was saving lives while he was golf-carting around and looking at girls.
“Sir, for future reference, please do not climb on these old structures. And be careful climbing down.”
(As if a fit lifeguard like me would have any issues.)
If you need me at the beach, rest assured, I will be on the lookout.
NealEnJoy 