Yesterday morning we took the 6:00 a.m. ferry heading towards Norfolk for a Dr.'s appointment for Philip. We arrived back home at 6:00 p.m. It was a twelve hour day for the one appointment...part of living on an island.
We had thought of all kinds of wonderful activities we could do...go to the movies...eat dinner out in a lovely restaurant...maybe shop..... In actuality, by the time we (Philip) dealt with the traffic in Norfolk and Nags Head and the heat and humidity, we just decided to go on home.
It was so refreshing to get away from all of that as we got on the ferry. The breezes were cool coming off the Pamlico Sound..seagulls overhead were trying to snatch pieces of homemade bread that we nibbled on.
When we arrived home we packed away the few purchases...blackberries as big as half dollars and ripe peaches. We invited neighbors, John and Chris, over for our Sunset on the Pizer and watched the dripping red ball of sun go down over the island. When they left, John said stay out for a while and I will serenade you on my fiddle.
We lit the old oil lamp on the pizer, sat on the swing and listenied to fiddle tunes drifting across and over the youpans and cedars. Lightning flashed in the dark sky as the day ended.
Yes, it is good to be home, even after twelve hours!
Lou Ann Homan is a writer, teacher, and storyteller who lives in Northern Indiana, but spends all of her summers on Ocracoke Island. She is available for writing seminars, storytelling, and speaking engagements. She can be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org. You can read more at www.louannhoman.com