more beach and a few sharks

josh and i went to a state park this morning, just down the road. it was naked. just sand and fish and a few people pointing. yes, as i was about to literally dive in the clear blue water and swim with all the little creatures in the ocean bliss, something said wait. josh walks up behind me, as does a ranger, who very calmly says, " there are bull sharks in the water". hold please. back peddle. sad, angry, intrigued...where where where? we walked to the pointing people. and there they were. everywhere....swimming there little aggressive selves all over the place. later, josh wanted to get in just to cool off. i was on the look out and sure enough one was coming right in. i have swimmed in the ocean all of my life. i love love love the beach. but today i went shopping.

beach

we are having a great time at the beach this week with josh's family. the water is brilliant. we all went kayaking today on the ocean and it was a blast....

good words

the second coming is my favorite walker percy novel. i find it the most hopeful...and these are by far my favorite words to my favorite ending of my favorite book.

"will barrett stopped the old priest at the door and gazed into his face. the bad eye spun and the good eye looked back at him fearfully: what do you want of me? What do i want of him, mused will barrett, and suddenly realized he had gripped the old man's wrist as if he were a child. the bones were like dry sticks. he let go and fell back. for some reason the old man did not move but looked at him with a new odd expression. will barrett thought about allie and her greenhouse, her wide gray eyes, her lean muscled boy's arms, her strong quick hands. his heart lept with secret joy. what is it i want from her and him, he wondered, not only want but must have? is she a gift and therefore a sign of a giver? could it be that the Lord is here, masquerading behind this simple silly holy face? am i crazy to want both, her and Him? no, not want, must have. and will have."

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landlords, in scotland

what you see here in this picture is the land we own in scotland. it is exactly one square foot. you, too, can be a land owner. just buy some whisky from here.