For the first week of summer, I brought our kids to my parents in Georgia, to the tidal playground of my childhood home. Before we arrived, my dad studied his charts to find the path through “the cut,” a serpentine route we navigated on summer days 20 years ago to get to an uninhabited barrier island south of us.
Sun bleached palm trunk
Riding in boats through salt marshes
Fallen palm tree on beach
Beach on uninhabited barrier island of Georgia
Marshes from the boat
Big sky, marshes, and a palm tree.
Tree trunk bench
The waters and the islands have changed quite a bit. Barrier islands migrate, and tidal waterways shift. But the ride, and the islands at the end, were as quiet, natural, and beautiful as I remember.
Butterfly Mind 
One response to “Monday afternoon boat ride”
I’m so glad I was able to read your long post before seeing these photos. I had already seen them through your writing. Thank you.
I lived in Columbus, Georgia one year nearly twenty years ago – a less desirable setting – and one four day weekend, I drove to the coast and stayed four days on Tybee Island. A glorious four days in the late fall in a room at the top of an old guest house with windows in a swoop all along the sea side and I walked the beach as the wind and waves healed a troubled soul. Thank you for taking me back there. I only saw the marshes from a distance, but now I’ve seen them close. And I long to go back.