The much hyped cold front kind of fizzled out here. There were a few drops of rain last night but not enough to amount to much. The humidity is the killer here today--89%. Working on the boat yesterday was doable because of the breeze. Otherwise, it would have been miserable at the marina.
Fall is my favorite time in the Lowcountry. It just takes its sweet time getting here. And the secret is that when it does arrive, the tourists have mostly left, there aren't long lines at restaurants, the beaches are not crowded, and my favorite anchorages are all but deserted.
Some neighbors at the marina got married yesterday on the beach of the island that I go to almost every week. Last night, we were supposed to go to the reception on their boat. These folks are heavy drinkers. We started walking over to their boat and heard all the celebratory commotion. My wife put her arm on mine and said, "Do you really want to go over there?" I told her that I didn't but would go if she wanted to. We both decided that we weren't in the mood for the party. Instead, we walked back to the boat and sat on the dock enjoying the breeze. It seemed a much better way to spend our time together.