Somewhere in between coastal Savannah and Brusnwick, Georgia, lies a community that moves at it’s own pace. My mother and her siblings spent the greater part of their youth here, and I spent many a summer swimming in McIntosh Lake, and taking boat rides down the Sapelo river, to places like St. Catherine’s and Blackbeard Island. Going to visit Granny along the river, always seems to bring me some peace and a renewed sense of inspiration to work with…and after a rather hectic couple of weeks of no sleep, constant cell phone calls, and more projects than I know what to do with, I needed some balance. We began this adventure with dinner at Speed’s Kitchen. But don’t let the name fool you…

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I must say the fried shrimp tasted as though it had just been swimming around in the ocean hours before hand…and they didn’t keep us waiting long…(thankfully we were one of the first tables of the night…)

Yesterday, I decided revisit the Harris Neck Wildlife Refuge…(it’s just a short trip from I95 and you pass the Smallest Church in America on your way…so if you want a quick and free siesta from the boring drive to Florida…I highly recommend. You can drive through the refuge (although some areas are restricted to hikers / bikers only)…but you MUST stop at Woody Pond. It is gator paradise…

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there are no fences here folks…so unless you want your small dog or child to be gator bait…don’t bring them. That said, most of the big guys (ones that could take off a leg) are off shore a bit…but the little babies are within feet of you….(some of which might be able to remove a hand with ease)

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of course, Big Mama Gator had to be around somewhere, so we decided to move along…

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and then we found this…out in the middle of nowhere…no signs to say what it was…it was just there…and the trees had clearly grown up around the structure…

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After examining this interesting find…we find that Granny has been assaulted by ticks…EEEWWW EWWW EWW YUCK YUCK YUCK! Pure panic ensues (actually she and my cousin were rather calm…) but that’s enough wilderness for me. (Oh and thankfully none of the blood-suckers decided to bite granny, just give her a good scare…so no worries there…) Anywho…I returned to civilization, happy to have achieved some balance (if for only a day…) and even happier to have spent some quality time with those I love….(including Vayda-Monkey…who has been sleeping since we got home…)

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a retreat of sorts…

February 23, 2008

So in my constant quest for the thing called “balance,” I’m off to the river for some R&R…(I say that, but she’ll probably put me to work…my granny that is…but it is her birthday, so if she puts me to work, I can’t really say “no”) Either way, my cell phone doesn’t work there, and that’s a good thing…Vayda can run free and get all the rotten dog energy out of her…also, not a bad thing. And there’s just something about being out in the country…the sounds, the smells, the stars at night…a rhythm that might…just might…lend itself to some balance.

Anywho, if you’ve come to this blog to see some form of art and design…I’ll get to the point…the image below is a working logo for someone on “the noble pursuit of words”…still tossing around some ideas, but I like the simple symbolism here…

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copyright 2008 Heather L. Young, FLYoung Studio

Since the “treatment” I have been sleeping much more soundly. Last night was filled with a series of bizarre dreams, some of which make absolutely no sense at all. (then again, do dreams ever make sense?) I used to have a friend whose parents were dream analysts, but we’ve long since lost touch. So I’m open to interpretation…below is the list of briefs I can recall…

  • A collapsed bridge
  • Swimming in the Savannah River….(YUCK)
  • 2 white dolphins…also in the Savannah River (poor things)
  • I made brownie cupcakes for Bekah’s birthday (her birthday is in May, and we all know I don’t bake?)
  • Went to McIntosh Lake, reunited with family I haven’t spoken to in years, and met the “new baby”….(there’s no “new” baby, nor is there one on the way)
  • Viewed a video tape of Mom and I cruising down the Sapelo River, and pictures we had taken with flora and fauna.
  • Swarms of dogs all over the place
  • ….the end

catch of the day…

October 2, 2007

Yesterday was spent meandering around the Sapelo River, with Mom, Granny S., Uncle Captain George, and Sharon.  Due to a Northeaster, we were unable to cross the sound to my beloved Blackbeard and St. Catherine’s Islands, but we did manage to bring home one rather large catch…surfing the chop down the river, a floating dock.  The great winds must have blown it loose, and we managed to haul it in with us.  It is of great quality and decent size, and the perfect extender to our own floating dock.  Just so happened the little birdie (affectionately named Chip) found our find of great interest, and rode along with us for about 30 minutes…see below….

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loved this picture…although, I can’t remember the name of these birds…