Monday, January 6, 2014


Looking out my window, I see the back door of old 'Charleston Landing; the shore line is set into the morning's baby blue sky, settling in on the Ashley river.  I'm facing west; to my left, crossing the marsh and running a full thousand feet, is the dock's walkway out to the Ashley.  The marsh flanks its apron as it spreads across my 'pleasure'.  My feathered friends alight along the walk and pass the time of day; in and out of the marsh, they play.  The dock floats up and down with the ebbing tide; freeing, exposing the marsh's roots to the morning's sun and air.  Pools of the Ashley form as the tied ebbs out; the crabs run about.  The sun is warm today.