things left behind

We finally got to the beach at the end of last week.

We saw this boat alongside Highway 80 

as we approached Tybee Island.

There was a red boat on further down the road

 being raised by a crane.

Also, we saw a part of someone's dock just lying there.

"Not good," we said, 

remembering the harrowing times after 

Hurricane Matthew last October.

Continuing on, 

we made the descent onto the island from the bridge over the Lazaretto.

Not knowing what to expect, but hopeful, 

we turned into the condo.

No damage...none!

So very, very thankful!!

We stayed awhile...enjoying the deck,

listening to the waves,

reading the sweet comments in the guest book. 

Feeling a rest coming on, I layed down on the foot of the bed.

"Bubba, would you turn on the overhead fan for me?"

As soon as "the juice hit the fan" it exploded and sent out sparks of fire.

Still don't know why that happened,

but sure glad it  happened to us instead of our guests.

We had it checked out and replaced the fan.

I guess you could say that was our only damage from Hurricane Irma

who visited Savannah one week ago today.

The sand dunes along the beach  are virtually destroyed...

the high tides and winds of both hurricanes

have greatly eroded them.

The dunes at our condo are gone.

I know we were granted funds for another renourishment program,

but we might as well wait until this season of storms is over.

Everyone is keeping a watchful eye on Maria.

One just never knows what these storms will do.

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