I know I have published this photo before, but since it is one of my favorites, I am sharing it again.
I was about six years old, sitting with my mother on my grandmama Aliph's porch. Notice how close to the ground the house sits. My father told me the sea tide washed through the downstairs windows during the great September storm of 1933. But the house still stands (now raised several feet!).
Our latest Ocracoke Newsletter is an account of the 2013 Portsmouth Island Christmas Bird Count.
You can read it here: http://www.villagecraftsmen.com/news012114.htm.