Sunday, July 31, 2005


Puddles (some small, others quite large) are standing in roads and yards. Water droplets are clinging to leaves and branches. Fences and gravestones on Howard Street are glistening. The sky is gray and the day is quiet --almost somber. People are slow to be out and about. It's the perfect day to stay indoors, curled up on the sofa with a good book.

(A note to Bob -- The answer to your question about William Howard's children is posted with yesterday's journal entry.)

[Our current monthly Ocracoke Newsletter is the story of Kunigunde Guth Howard, published June 30, 2005. You can read it here:]


1 comment:

  1. Anonymous2:28 PM

    I love reading about your island! My ancestors came from the islands surrounding Boston Harbor, where my Great-great-Grandfather was a Harbor Pilot in the mid 1800's. I was blessed to be able to hear such wonderful first-hand stories from my Great-grandmother of what it was like to grow up seeing clipper ships arrive and unload their cargo! Ah, to be able to live by the Atlantic once again.

    I found your site because of a real estate ad for a small place in Swan Quarter which is for sale. Who knows?
    You are truly blessed to live where you do.