Walk on a rainbow trail; walk on a trail of song, and all about you will be beauty.
There is a way out of every dark mist, over a rainbow trail.
There is a way out of every dark mist, over a rainbow trail.
Myrtle Beach State Park Pier SC April 2017 |
Sea Captain's House, Myrtle Beach One of my favorite restaurants |
at Myrtle Beach State Park, South Carolina.
Our campsite is a two minute walk to the warm Atlantic Ocean.
They have two small markets; clean facilities; friendly atmosphere.
Note: Not all full hook-up sites will handle 50-Amps.
Rustic campsites Heavy tree canopy; restricts satellite reception. Local TV antennas seem to work. |
Walking with Jesus by the sea was a peaceful joy I shall cherish.
Miles of long, sandy beaches Myrtle Beach State Park, SC |
Time flies when you are having such tranquility.
Morning cup(s) of coffee. Breakfast.
Then decisions of what to do to fill the day.
Up speaks the Activities Director (me):
Morning walk on the beach. Bike ride. Lunch.
Afternoon nap (optional).
WRITING (mandatory). Reading. (optional)
Seashore walks.
Lounging on the beach.
Afternoon nap (mandatory)
Showers.
Dinner.
Game time.
Movie time.
Bed time (optional).
Believe me, I'm ready to hit the bed by ten o'clock.
You say, "No TV?"
That's right.
Life is Good
And of course there is walking our Princess Popcorn several times a day.
She loves the glamping life, as do I.
I notice she's getting older (14) because she loves getting cozy indoors, as am I (71 at last count).
Now onward to Ocean Lakes RV Resort, just a mile south of here.
I set my rainbow in the cloud,
and it shall be for a sign of the covenant between Me and the earth.
Genesis 9:13Whether around the world, or around the block,
I wish you oceans of daily adventures!
2 comments:
I could walk those sandy beaches forever:)
So glad you get to be there.
Your schedule makes me swoon:)
Happy glamping,
Jennifer
(and hello to Popcorn, as well)
these sandy beaches here in Surfside are my favorite this time of year. I've walked miles this past week, losing myself in my memories and in the moment. Thanks for stopping by, Jennifer.
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