Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Upcoming Hurricane Earl (and flies on the butter)

Granddaddy's Home

I am in historic Swansboro, North Carolina.

It's a town I have visited often.

My granddaddy lived here for many years. And my relatives still own a home here, so happily for me, I still can visit often.

I love this town!

I am on vacation here for a week, waking up early and spending most of my time on Emerald Isle collecting beautiful sea shells while gazing out over the emerald green gentle warm waves.

Though this morning, I woke up extra early and ran. I was surprised how hot it was so early. No wind. Just very hot "heater" air. It sucked me in as I ran. Wondered if it was because of this hurricane that is 100 miles up from the coast. Is this the calm before the storm? I figured that was probably it.

So I shrugged it off and ran. I ran and I ran.

Sweat dripped and poured down my fingers... as I ran nearly five miles before giving up. The town is so small, .... i kept duplicating my route. I slowed down and walked through the old graveyard as I caught my breath. And while i ran past the cats sleeping on the pavement next to Yana's... i couldn't help feeling hungry, smelling the lingering delicious bacon smells.


So many people in this tiny town were sitting on their porches sipping on coffee. Their hair still shaped from their pillow. I waved to them, "Good Morning!" .... Sometimes twice and three times over.

I was about to quit running, when Wyonna's song, "Flies on the Butter" song came on over my earphones so I decided to run the town once more while the song played out... running slowly past Granddaddy's home.... missing him in a big way:

Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter
A hole in the screen door big as your fist, and flies on the butter
Mamaw baking sugar cookies, we were watching cartoons
Heard her holler from the kitchen which one of you youngin's wants to lick the spoon?
Yellow jackets on the watermelon, honeysuckle in the air
Daddy turning on the sprinkler, us kids running through it in our underwear
Old dog napping on the front porch, his ear just a-twitching
Fell asleep on Granddaddy's lap to the sound of his pocket watch ticking

Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
It doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
You can dream about it every now and then
But you can't go home again


Tonight we are under a hurricane warning. Hurricane Earl.

It's calm right now. But the storm is supposed to hit tomorrow.

I'm a California girl.

I have no idea what this all means, but I've watched Big Brother and it seems they can live on (slop) PB&J sandwiches all week so I guess I'm set.

I'll keep you posted...

(This is the areal view of Swansboro below, so you can see how close we are to the water):

And here was my running route... (nearly the same route as the ariel view)


Christine said...

What an adorable home. I love it.

Yeah, you Californians have the best weather. We East Coasters have to deal with running and biking in heat and humidity from June through September. It certainly makes things like... oh...breathing(!) a bit more challenging. ; )

I hope you enjoy your visit and the hurricane is downgraded soon and stays at sea!

Be safe and happy trails! : )

Danny said...

Wow what a charming historic town Swansboro is!...well it's seen its share of hurricanes, and this one won't be the last. What an adventure that will be! Stay safe Shawn!

Tina @GottaRunNow said...

What a pretty house! I hope Earl stays away.

Not to scare you, but in case you want to read about how Hurricane Ike hit our old house, you can do a "hurricane" search for a few posts on my blog or just read one post here:

Stay safe!

doodlegirl said...

wow! I have nothing but complete admiration to my "humidity" buddies. That was a tough run! My running clothes were wet from sweat for two days!!! (we don't have a washer or dryer in the house so the clothes just hung to dry)...

Danny... you would LOVE this town.

Tina @GottaRunNow said...

2 days? I believe it!

Sounds like you didn't fave any hurricane trouble. I'm glad!