The raccoons are fat this year, the crabs are crafty, the deer bound across the road, a group of ibis perch on the dock and the mysterious and kind dolphin glide below us. The dock is getting old and creaking, singing a song about the tide, the dolphins and the fish going in and out. There are white pelicans who usually live on the West Coast and Texas as well as the brown native pelicans we know so well. Purple finches chatter in the palms skirting the dunes. We walk the beach and build castles, gather shells. We walk to the Indian mound.
In our souls, we are home.
Frogmore Stew
Get a big pot (several gallons)
Add several inches of water and a bag of Old Bay Seasoning
Add a dozen red potatoes (or more) cut into pieces
Bring to boil and cook about 5 minutes
Add sausage cut into pieces (turkey for us)
Add at least a dozen ears of corn
In the last five minutes add a pound or two of shrimp in their shells (you can devein if you wish, but really not necessary)
Drain (it may take two people as it is heavy)
Pour onto newspapers covering picnic table
Serve with toasted french bread and cocktail sauce. Have plenty of paper towels.
Very good with beer.
P.S. The special tree in the marsh is decorated with primary colored Easter Eggs the size of small footballs.
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