My day could've been worse. It was sunny this morning, so we went to the beach. Arrived around 1030. Took Winnie, who enjoyed being there with us. Got cloudier and cloudier. The breeze kept getting gradually stronger. I had my feet and legs under a towel.
Finished my book on the 1966 World Series. Next up: Kostya Kennedy's "56: Joe DiMaggio and the Last Magic Number in Sports". Not sure if I had started reading it - there's a bookmark on page 154, an old Stripers ticket stub from 2018.
A light drizzle started around 230, so we packed up and headed back. Ate a sandwich.
We drove down to the Hobcow Barony, a privately owned nature area across the river from Georgetown. Clemson and USC have research centers there.
In the 1800's the area was several different rice plantations before an 1800's millionaire bought up the land shortly after the turn of the 20th century to use as a southern getaway. FDR and later Churchill visited. Later the daughter designated the land as a nature preserve, never to be developed.
Afterward we stopped off at various stores. Since our dinner reservation wasn't until 8 pm, I grabbed a donut at a bakery. Then Ceil saw our restaurant had an earlier opening, so we made our way there.
Chive Blossom is a fancy place just off Hwy 17, the main drag. A table for two was available, instead of the spot we had deserved at the community table. Ceil ordered flounder over a bed of potatoes, I got a salad topped with grilled chicken. Not quite the dining experience as last year.
While we were eating there was a TV at the bar right behind where C was sitting. Angels vs Yankees in NYC - from a few years ago. Angels lineup featured Trout, Justin Upton, Albert Pujols, and Ohtani.
Came home and got the TV working, so C could watch a Hallmark Channel movie.
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