Pair one of two

July 26-27, 2021

I’m waiting to hear from the South Carolina rental agency in hopes that they can connect me with the artist who painted these two pieces at our Folly Beach vacation house …

In the meantime, I now have my own version as a memory holder.

As to the second patch, I’ve had maps on my mind of late and had asked my brother and sister-in-law if they could send a photo of a Shelter Island map made by my grandfather. They kindly sent not one, but two printed copies of this Shelter Island drawing from 1966, when I was 10 …

As an added bonus, they also sent this cartoon/map of the Catskills drawn by my grandfather in 1939, when my mom was 8 …

Serendipitously, I just got a copy of the book You Are Here after reading about it on Nancy’s blog

which has an equally tongue-in-cheek map, also penned in 1939, as noted in Deb G’s blog post about the same book …

I do love serendipity …

July 27, 2021 – Wherever “here” might be

Two-fer

June 19-20, 2021

And so I begin to catch up on the lost month of patchmaking.

The first is my take on this painting/sculpture by Billy Keen

which Don and I got at the Assemblage Contemporary Craftsman Gallery on June 16th, the day before our combined birthdays. However, since there was to be an opening for Billy Keen’s show at the gallery on the 19th, we didn’t actually bring it home until afterwards. I especially like the piece as it reminds me of a trip to Galveston when we had red fish for dinner after taking a boat tour of the harbor.

June 19, 2021 – No Path

The second patch is a simple but sweet memory of sitting outside Meg’s house in the early evening, watching the mother wren feeding her chicks as the kids played in the yard …

As twilight descended, Ellis came over, pointed to the sky and asked, “Moon?”

Between the trees and the slightly overcast sky, there was no moon to be seen …

June 21, 2021 – No moon

but she was indeed pointing right where it should have been, had it been visible …

Clever child …

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July 23-25, 2021 – Leaving Folly

We don’t usually eat out when we go to the beach, but I’m glad Meg and Paul decided we should take the whole family out for our last night on Folly Island.

With fingers crossed we decided to try LOLO (Locklear’s Lowcountry Grill), as much for the name (our granddaughter Logan’s nickname is Lolo) as for the seemingly good reviews … followed by a last walk to Bert’s for ice cream cones …

Suffice it to say that our menu choices earned enthusiastic thumbs up: hushpuppies, she crab soup, fried mud bugs (aka crawfish), shrimp (three ways), flounder, grits, fries and slaw … all happily eaten on the outdoor deck overlooking the water.

The only down side was no “merch” as we were very much hoping to bring home a t-shirt or two. Ah well, at least we have lots of good memories to look back on …

Our last day on the island was spent packing up to leave by 11:00 and then finding ways to spend our time until a 6:30 pm flight out. So we went to Charleston, where we had Texas-style BBQ for lunch and the kids explored the Children’s Museum …

We made one last stop on the way to the airport: a drive-by pilgrimage to Mother Emanuel AME Church …

scene of a tragic shooting in 2015 that brought many of us together when Dee Mallon suggested the creation of a Hearts for Charleston quilt. I’ll be forever grateful for that experience.

Unfortunately, the flight home was more daunting than usual. Sadly, I now know when a plane is overfilled with fuel, you get to exit the plane while they empty the fuel tanks and try to get it right the second time. N.B. Don’t throw out your boarding pass until you arrive at your final destination … you might need it 😉

The good news is, the Olympics were on when we woke up Sunday morning. So we had something to occupy our time in between laundry and cat naps …

July 25, 2021 – Ring dance

which kinda explains the less-than-complete logo … ha!