Beach Cabanas and Hillibillies

We are ‘smack dab’ in the middle of summer, as Grandmother Lillian would say. It’s a hot and lazy time of year; best spent at the shore.

Lillian Mae, Bathing Beauty, 1980(c)
Lillian Mae, Bathing Beauty, c. 1980

The nearby Bay and Ocean were my inspiration for this quilted cabana-themed table runner.  

beach cabana 1

Cabanas are not used in our locale, so I had to scour the internet for images. From what I gather, “cabaña” originates from Spain and means “a small cabin or tent-like structure used as a bath house, especially on a beach or by a swimming pool.”

cabana table

Oh my goodness, we are such hillbillies. We just show up in our swimsuits, beach chair and blankets, drinks and snacks, sand buckets and shovels and have at it.  Buuuut, if  we did have a cabana, perhaps we wouldn’t cart home almost enough sand to fill a small sand box.  🙂 

cabana close

Have a good week! – – Joanne

She Sells Seashells

As far back as I can remember my extended family (mother’s side) spent summers visiting North Carolina’s barrier islands. Carefree days running barefoot, rolling down sand dunes, poking sticks into sand fiddler holes, peddle-pushers and sun-bleached hair.

CRabbing Cousins, (c)1970
Crabbing Cousins, (c)1970

A few of us met up a week ago, jump-starting another summer. 🙂  It was lovely: sleeping in, dining alfresco, jacket weather, beachcombing, quiet.  Alas, requisite “progress” has invaded. Yet, there is still a salty beauty: seagulls screaming, waves crashing, relentless sun, hot sand, shady porches. Give me a sun-faded cedar-shingled vintage cottage every day.

Nags Head, NC
Kill Devil HIlls

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