Perspectives of a Canadian in the Old/Deep/New/Geographic South: This is where I ramble on about nothing in particular and post a few nice pictures.
Yesterday I managed to catch the MSC Rita, the largest container ship to visit Charleston so far, as it was heading back out to sea.
It was definitely a large ship. Here it is passing under the bridge, looking through the salt marsh exhibit at the SC Aquarium and two layers of mesh screen.
Passing by the aquarium.
Not sure why the tug was spraying water, but it was doing it pretty much the entire way down the channel.
Daytime fog presents such interesting photo possibilities and give a neat ghostly effect to things.
Simba turns 4 years old today!
2 months old
4 years old
A few years ago I discovered the deliciously edible creations from Sublime Pies. Then back in 2008 or so, they moved shop and then disappeared for a while.
Now thanks to Judith Moore at Charleston Cookie Company, Sublime Pies are back!
I am quite happy to report that despite the hiatus and Charleston Cookie Company taking over the making of the pies (but still with Sublime’s recipe), the key lime pies are just as delicious as I remember.
So if you’re like me and have been missing your Sublime Pies, make the trip down to Charleston Cookie Company on James Island and pick one up. If you haven’t tried one yet, you’re missing out.
Around here, most people think of these when you mention hush puppies
(Photo credit: Lela’s Hush Puppies posted at myrecipes.com)
I’m not from around here, so I think of these
The shoes, not the dog. I just couldn’t get Nala to move out of the way.
I was in need of new shoes a few weeks ago and picked up a couple pairs of Hush Puppies on sale at Phillips Shoes. Once I got them broken in a little, they turned out to be pretty comfortable and living up to their reputation.
Saturday I wore them instead of my usual running shoes during my volunteer shift at the Aquarium and noticed something. I wasn’t moving around as fast as I normally do.
I was moseying. I was ambling.
Now, I’m not exactly the type of person that’s always rushing around from place to place like a mouse on speed. Far from it. As I was going about my routine Saturday, it occurred to me that I was just doing everything at a much slower, much more relaxed pace than usual.
Is it the shoes? Are they just that comfortable? Have I become ‘south-ified’ in my movements after being here for 10 years? Maybe I’m just getting fat and lazy in my old age?
The science geek in me has been thinking about how to go about quantifying the effect of the shoes on the way I do things and the pace I move. Maybe a more qualitative approach like a log or journal. The problem is that being aware of moving slower (or even just the perception of it) will introduce bias into any experiment I come up with.
I think I’ll just observe and make notes for now.