Places, like people, can come along when you least expect it. They can steal your heart away, holding a piece that keeps you coming back again and again. Sunset Beach. the first beach across the North Carolina line from South Carolina, right up from Calabash, is such a place.
In 1995 friends began convening here every May. Some have been here most every year since that first Memorial Day weekend. Now we stay for a week and always on 40th Street.
Although we enjoy exploring new places and new restaurants most often you find us walking the beach to Bird Island or sitting on the deck watching the herons and egrets fish for their dinner in Madd Inlet.
February is my Beach Blues Month. I mailed the first deposit for the house. Nothing to do now except wait out the last weeks of winter with plenty of time to figure out who is driving and give out bedroom assignments and talk about menus and think of the first seafood restaurant to hit and start a stack of books and wonder if the bathing suit will make it another year.
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How lucky you are to be able to do this with your friends. Such special times to look back at as well as forward to. I will patiently wait for your blog(s) and pictures of your pending adventures.