The Long Way Home


Savannah Morning
April 22, 2015, 6:38 AM
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welcome guest

welcome guest

It’s 9 AM. Jeff and our friend Tim are having dude coffee talk, and I am in the backyard, rigging a tripod out of an overturned wooden table. The sun keeps slipping through the clouds. We are 11 hours from home, and while I love visiting Savannah, I long to just be in my bed, hug my cat, hide out for a few days before going back to work. Savannah, though, is good to us. The night before, we ate BBQ ribs at Johnny Harris, and then bought a dozen Krispy Kremes with $10 that Jeff found on the ground. We visited Tybee Island, and later, walked to get drinks in the rain. I got a little tipsy, and this morning, find blurry night photos on my iPhone. I wanted to capture the soft darkness, the way the lamp lights glowed across a tiny square like something out of a film. I erase them. I flip through the instant shots I have taken on this trip, brush donut crumbs off the edge of a frame.

Savannah morning

Savannah morning

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Holy Savannah
July 19, 2010, 9:01 PM
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If I had to live anywhere in the Southern US, it would be in Savannah, Georgia. Moss-covered crepe myrtles shade the city streets, and while the heat that day felt as if someone was blowing a hair dryer in your face, the promises of history and ghosts kept us exploring. With no book to guide us, we walked around until we found sites that sparked our interests – a beautiful old church with beautiful air conditioning; the Paris Market, where I bought a ton of old photos; a cemetery to satisfy our inner goths. Oh, and we toured the Juliette Gordon Low house, birthplace of the Girl Scouts’ founder. I have a slight obsession with Girl Scout history, mainly because my mother, who had a general suspicion of organized groups, told me as a kid that they were a cult and would never let me join. Low was an accomplished, feisty artist and traveler in her day. Had my mother known this, she may have reconsidered my right to earn some honor badges while wearing that awesome green dress.

St. John the Baptist Cathedral

 

quiet, still morning

 

trying not to tan in Savannah, GA

 

haunted tree

 

monster aloe plant in the Gordon-Low garden

 

broken tombstones find a new place on a wall




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