Lazaretto Creek is one of my favorite spots [so far, life is young yet...oh, but not as young as she used to be]
Whether we're headed towards the ocean or away from her, I enjoy crossing over the scenic spot: boats of all sorts to one side, lonesome Cockspur Light on the other.
I enjoy spending time down near the docks even more.
Yesterday's lunch found us creekside @ CoCo's finishing arithmetic [1 Million ÷ 25] over sandwiches featuring melted cheese (there were other ingredients but it is only ever the cheese that matters) and counting our fingers to the rhythm of the music from many decades and genres .
That's all really.
Just a nickel for the Nice Day jar.
Thanks for listening.
Bonus Nickel: I learned more about lazarettos than I previously knew when getting ready to frilly up this post with links.
Double Bonus Nickels [dime?]: I learned more about Lazaretto Creek's unique history, too. And as is often the case, learning backstory plunged me deeper in love.
Triple Nickels: Discovered this song along the way. While I have not been a regular Jack White listener, connecting the rather obscure term to any correlating music is just the sort of thing I'm prone to do. I would probably like this song on that basis alone but I also like the foundation described in this All Songs Considered interview for compiling this song's album [of the same name] in which a bunch of random journal scraps became music.
I guess the song's not ALL that terrible either.
I rather like this line: " When I say nothing, I say everything. "