The time has come for a little R&R so I’m hanging out in Seaside, Florida for a weeklong vacation. It was time to put away the white noise machine and spend some time listening to the ocean. Or at least that pleasant warble of people gathering at the bistro across the park from our rowhouse. (Parks? Rowhouses? Ahh yes. A little gilded New Urbanism. Not exactly what Jane Jacobs would have had in mind, I suspect.)
I love Seaside for the same reason I used to love tripping out to Fire Island for long weekends. You can walk everywhere. Not that everyone does; this is, after all, the South. But it is awfully nice to walk to the beach, lunch, dinner, and a concert in the park. (Picture is of Ruskin park, where I am currently blogging.)
Anyway, this is all by way of explanation. I don’t expect to be blogging too much this week. See y’all again soon.