Southeastern Georgia, like Northeast Florida, where I spent the most years in a single area, is not immune to cold winters. Its relative for sure, but not uncommon to be well under freezing conditions for stretches during the Southern winter. Working outside has been nippy especially since we start at 6:30. But it's right on the water and the great marshes of Glenn stretch as far as you can see. So its pull on the insulated coveralls, grab the thermos and have fun until the late afternoon bourbon is poured.
I was home for three weeks over the holidays enjoying the extended family that converged on our small Virginia home. Plans were set to move Annie to Deltaville to get new sails fitted and made but the cold weather cancelled it. It looks like another month will go by but I'm hell bent to get her back on a close haul by spring.
|Beginnings of interactive on the bench|
|One of the ceramic path markers|
|setting poles for African hut|
|Hut ready for stucco|
|building farm shed in the shop|
|farm shed on site|
|from a series of watercolors I am working on to tell story|
|threading stainless rod|
|Beginning of interactive|
|Deburring graphic panel brackets|
|Carving pestle used for hulling rice on plantations|
|Intracoastal Waterway out the front window where I'm staying|
|Remnants of Hurricane Irma|
|My mobile 'shop'|