Mail Day

11/29/13 Friday at Yemassee, SC (The Oaks at Point South-TT/MA)

We got to enjoy a lovely potluck Thanksgiving meal last night with our RV “family”, including our neighbors, that we met on a walk, striking up a grand conversation.

Today we needed to pick up our mail. It was sent last Friday and we kept looking for it here at the campground. Finally we checked the tracking number and found it was being held at the Yemassee Post Office (yes, the mobile one we struggled to find). So off we went once again struggling to find the van. We needed milk so stopped at the General Store. This time they had milk, but wouldn’t sell it because the power to the refrigerators had stopped last night. But they did give us directions to the Post Office. Ah, our mail was there-because it was sent to General Delivery. Our son had forgotten the last address we’d given him which was for the campground. Then to find milk. John thought he remembered where the Food Lion was on the way to Beaufort, but he realized he’d missed it somehow. At that point I remembered I had a list of store addresses-yes we’d passed the Food Lion but we were now near WalMart. Thus we got our milk there, on Black Friday no less. Thankfully (that time of year you know), the crowds had really thinned by the time we arrived.

Back at home we got busy addressing the issues of mail from 2 months ago. Sadly, one was an award: free round trip airfare for 2 (US Airways) anywhere in Continental US and 2 nights at a Marriot Hotel. We had to reply by Oct 21, 2012. Oh well, guess it wasn’t meant to be. There were a lot of other things (bills and responses) that took most of the rest of the day. Well, if you include our 12.5 mile trip to the Beaufort Post Office (John figured that would be easier than trying to find the Yemasse one again) and then back home.

Now we got a call from our son Joe. He’d found 8 small keys that may fit our mail box (those our neighbor had seem to be lost) and he needed to know which mailbox (in complex) was ours. Hard to remember! He found the mailbox and the right key. Yay! Having the Post Office give you another key is expensive. Thus Joe found a good month’s worth of mail that he will send today. Another Christmas around the corner!

By the way, we “won” a certificate for a week in a condo (cost: $230) some time ago, so we chose Hilton Head Island, SC and set it for this coming week so even though Miss Zanzibar is staying at the Oaks campground, we’re driving the car to Hilton Head tomorrow. Plus we invited Greg & Marcia to join us. They are coming, but they have a really long trip from Wisconsin, so won’t make it until Sunday.

Nice sunny day, with yummy leftover food. In fact our fridge is stuffed and we are cooking a ham in the crock pot today that we’ve had for about a week, planning to enjoy it on Thanksgiving. More food for the fridge! Guess what we’ll try to stuff in our cooler and car to take to Hilton Head?

Isn’t this a cool way to celebrate the holidays (in the Low Country)?  We saw it at Fort Pulaski.


About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.
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