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Old Friends and FOOOOOOOOD!


This is actually a continuation of the last blog post.  In the last post I wanted to focus on the outdoor shower project because I felt I should brag about my hubby (The Doer of All Things Well) just a bit.  

It is purely the grace of God that He gives us good friends for life. We only have a few of those that we ever get in our lifetimes and I truly feel it’s a present from Him as we cherish times and memories together.  We had a week of fantastic late summer weather with our close friends.  We don’t see them often, but when we do, it’s like we never parted.  That is what makes a true friendship.  

The ferry over was beautiful.






Last year I posted a photo just like this in the September 2013 blog post.  I have been looking for this Caribbean-like water ever since that time, and I haven’t seen it until this past September.  Evidently, there’s something about the September sun, sky and water in late afternoon that brings out this gorgeous shade of clear blue-green in the sound between Hatteras and Ocracoke.







The sun was low in the sky that afternoon. We took the 4:00 ferry over and it was a beautiful ride.


My College Roomie and I had fun doing absolutely nothing while the hubby’s worked.  I think we got the better end of the deal!  College Roomie’s Doer of All Things Well made breakfast for us every morning.  We read, we walked, we napped, we jogged, we rode around in a golf cart, we napped, we beached, we watched sunsets every night, we ate, we fed ducks, and we napped.

The Doers also hung a hammock between  2 perfect trees out back on the canal. All I can say is.........wow!  September breezes make it ideal for napping on a hammock by a canal!!! Unfortunately, one hammock among 4 people brought out the competitive spirit in us as we fought for first place on it.





A sunset off our little dock.







A sunset off the big harbor from the Jolly Roger restaurant.



We also had our fill of truly great food that week.  We dined at Back Porch, Eduardo’s Taco Truck (best Mexican food ever!!), and Jolly Roger.  But the best dinner out was on our little screened porch where The Doer of All Things Well grilled some fresh flounder caught that very day by one of our fish camp neighbors and given to us out of the kindness of his heart (this is a TRUE gift when you price fish at the Seafood Market). We also had gone to the Seafood Market that day and bought fresh shrimp which we boiled in Old Bay and ate with Trader Joe’s cocktail sauce (a new favorite of mine).  That with some Moscow Mules made it one of the best meals I’ve ever had, but the company was really what made it so wonderful. Friends still friends after 30- something years.





Preparing for a true dining out experience!






The beach is the only place you can get fish and shrimp this fresh (obviously).








Grilled with butter, lemon and Old Bay Seasoning.





This is making me so hungry!








We had a great time watching, feeding, and talking to the ducks when we tried out our new Duck Commander duck calls.






The Doers of All things Well deserved some relaxation time.  So hard to say good bye at the end of the week!  

However, I didn’t  talk about the work accomplished on the renovation of the Dock House.  I’m saving that for another time! Tom, the Builder, is working on that as I speak!  We have some great ideas going on there (thank you, Pinterest) with some great photos, too!






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