The say Galveston can be a moody Island, but it’s been known to show me love when I need it. Yesterday, I was driving to the bookshop, and though I’ve done many signings and such, I was feeling nervous. For a fleeting moment, as I was driving, looking towards the Bay, I saw the Elissa sail by. It was a quick glimpse, but a magical one. I almost thought I had imagined it.
This morning, I was feeling tired and maybe a bit cranky. I was sitting on my porch smelling the jasmine, when I saw two white ibises fly by.
Maybe these seem like little things, but such sightings are precious to me.
Then this afternoon, I gave a walking tour. The people on it were very very nice. They talked to me about how they have been running a bed and breakfast for many years. The conversation was very helpful. It made me excited and hopeful about my own future as an AirBnb host. It reminded me that I have guests coming to stay for the Historic Homes Tour, and that those are actually my ideal kind of guests. So I started preparing…
Later, my friend and I took a walk and ended up on the beach. People left lots of garbage this weekend, including a bunch of beach toys. We tried to do our share cleaning up (and yes, I have acquired new toys for kids that might one day stay at the AirBnb. I will wash these well, of course). When we returned to the cottage, I noticed something growing under my big oak tree. We realized it’s a pecan tree. I think this is a gift from my squirrel.
