The "Pitt" has finally warmed. The frogs in our ponds are chirping (or whatever you call their noise, it's too cute to be croaking), the birds are flying around like fireflies establishing their territory and staking out nest material, things are busting through the thawed ground seeking the sun.
Yesterday Pat and I took one of our spontaneous little day trips to the beach. This time we went to Emerald Isle...sat for hours listening to the ocean and soaking up those mind clearing ions. We discovered that Swansboro NC had a(n) historic district which we found delightful! Great dinner at the Icehouse with a table by the water. I think we will go back.
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