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Nice surprises.

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Over Christmas, our neighbors took a cruise on that gigantic new floating city, Royal Caribbean’s Icon of the Seas. It’s the largest cruise ship in the world and sounds like my idea of Hell, but to each their own.

While they were away? I had cat duty.

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And drove down their long driveway every day to their house in the woods.

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Sometimes with company, which is always a nice surprise.

The nicer surprise?

The thank you gift she brought home for me a week later.

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Oh my lord!

Have you ever tried these?

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The banana was to die for. Rich, moist and perfectly rummy. I had one slice, and then shamefully devoured half the cake with a glass of cold milk.

Dinner? Who needs it.

The cake was so amazing I had to research where I could purchase another. I hoped it wouldn’t involve taking a cruise… but honestly, I’d be tempted.

From the website:

….main claim to fame is its rum cakes, which are baked in Jamaica, Barbados and the Bahamas and employs machinery that ensures long shelf lives without using refrigeration or preservatives. “We still make the cake the same way it was made years ago,” says Hamaty-Simmonds, “which includes generous portions of Tortuga Rum from the Caribbean. You have to taste it!”

Upon further sleuthing, thank you Jeff Bezos…

I shall be ordering one from Amazon today.

My third nice surprise? A green plant I’ve had in our living room for over 5 years just decided to bloom.

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With weird and wonderfully quirky little orange flowers.

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How bizarre is that!

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Deer and hangovers.

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Doing dishes the other morning I noticed movement on the farm across the street.

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A young buck had been startled and was running across the field in front of the not yet finished greenhouses.

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They sure do blend in this time of year.

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In other news I saw an advertisement for a product I certainly could have used back in the day.

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Not dying anymore is all you can ask for in a hangover cure…

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Saying goodbye to the boneyard and quirky Edisto.

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Thought I was done with the Boneyard Beach photos?

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Almost…

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I promise.

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But who could resist framing their spouse in driftwood?

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Making our way back to the path, I snapped my last photos.

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And my husband joined in the odd shell placement tradition…

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Trying to balance one on the sign.

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Success.

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Exiting through the marsh …

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We climbed back in the ungodly expensive rental behemoth…

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Of which my husband had become entirely too enamored.

It was late afternoon of our last day of vacation so we took a leisurely drive around Edisto Island and enjoyed some of its quirks.

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No one knows who erected this odd marsh angel but apparently she changes with the seasons and has become a local favorite.

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This is the only acceptable answer to the question what do I do with dead palm tree stumps?

Hula girls, that’s what.

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We drove past this native while on the main beach road.

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It was a wonderful sight so I made my husband turn around and circle by him twice to ensure decent photos.

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A poo covered jacket seems a small price to pay for such a beautiful friend.

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This bottle display is an old Gullah way of driving out evil spirits. They have to be blue, but sorry… for the life of me I don’t remember why. The Clemson tiger paw is a modern addition.

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Remember the herd of tiny deer we saw every night? I wondered where they could possibly live in so busy an area…

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The answer was our resort’s golf course.

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Where they clearly didn’t read the sign.

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Deer, dolphins, turtles, rogue sand, a parking miscalculation and me.

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Returning to the condo after Boneyard Beach, we met the nightly herd of neighborhood deer.

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They wander the area at will, not the least bit scared of cars or people.

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Southern deer are much smaller than the ones we’re used to seeing up north.

To me these are basically large dogs.

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We wondered where they slept in this area… it’s a beach after all, crowded with houses and very little undeveloped woods.

Did I mention we had dolphins in front of our resort twice a day? Two hours before high tide and two hours before low. They follow and drive the fish and we loved seeing them frolic.

Of course every time I tried to film them they stopped. Pay close attention here and you’ll see one break the surface.

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And speaking of sea creatures, Edisto Island is all about the turtles.

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Brightly painted and prominently displayed.

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Some of them were quite creative.

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On the main drag?

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The sand seemed to be gaining ground.

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And every time we drove by this rental house? We laughed.

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Oops. Major parking dimension miscalculation there.

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Another balcony selfie, slightly squinty as I was looking into the sun.

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