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Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: Lake Waccamaw
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This was the first time I’ve been able to go to Lake Waccamaw for July 4th. Fred’s house (I will always think of it that way, I guess) is always full on holiday weekends but this year my sister has a house down the road from there and I was able to stay there. I…
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I didn’t get a photo of either pileated woodpecker that I watched while I was there, but I now know that the “wild laughter” I heard came from them, not loons. It rained most of the time we were there. We said goodbye to Fred on Monday and I sent a piece of driftwood and…
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Originally posted on slowly she turned: My cousin owns a beautiful place on Lake Waccamaw, where a house that my grandfather built in 1952 stands next to a sandy beach under bald cypresses. Across the road from the house is a canal where alligators swim and sweet bays grow wild. Lake Waccamaw is a natural…
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Sitting on the old glider on the screened back porch of my cousin Fred’s house, one of my favorite places in the world to be. Although we could have stayed at my sister’s house down the road, which is much, much nicer, we chose to come here this weekend because we have such an affinity…
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Labor Day weekend was a mix of hard work and fun. Sandy and I met my sister, brother, and brother-in-law at Mama’s house in Marietta with a rented UHaul van. We filled it up with two bed frames, a set of double mattresses, two chests of drawers, my mother’s sewing machine/table, a wicker rocking chair,…
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The last evening at my sister’s rental at Lake Waccamaw. We helped pack them up and take stuff to be stored at Mama’s house. The afternoon light was gorgeous. I fell in love with the reflections. I think I see some tapestries in here.
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(Don’t worry, s/he was a little critter, about three feet long head to tail. More scared of me than I of her.) I ended up going to my cousin’s house at Lake Waccamaw on Thursday afternoon, after a stop at Mama’s house to pack up some of her art supplies, including many very nice watercolor…
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This rainbow appeared at the end of a very rainy day and lasted for at least twenty minutes. I cried looking at it, hoping that it was a sign from Mama that everything would be okay. I had asked her for one. My brother and my “other brother” grilled hamburgers and hot dogs. My grand-nephew…
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Sandy and I spent a couple of days at Lake Waccamaw at my cousin’s house last week. It was a busy week despite being on vacation. We spent one day reading and playing in the water and the next day we went to Wilmington briefly and I did some eco-printing inside because of the rain…
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This was our second trip to Lake Waccamaw this year. My original intention was to stay a couple of days with my sister, visit my mother in Marietta, and then spend the rest of the week at home doing arty kinda things. However, my sister and her family were involved in a tragic rescue attempt…
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