Last night there was a beautiful coral sunset over the ocean. I'll put in the picture when I can download it. Of course, the picture can only represent the vision --- you'll have to imagine the smell of salt and winter in the air, the cold embracing the city. Since I'm in SC, I welcome cold. I know some of y'all have already had enough. This morning there was a crimson sunrise. Beautiful, but what? Red sky delight or warning? Oh well. We'll see. Still stunning.
I love the beach in the winter.
I enjoyed the seminar yesterday. PTI tax has interesting amusing speakers who don't cross the line into silly or (heaven forbid) political. Taxes are what they are. Congress makes a new mess every year, and every time they "simplify" taxes, we get new clients. That's not political, that's life.
I love good continuing education seminars.
In my continuing farewell to my gallbladder tour, I had a wonderful fried seafood dinner at Drunken Jack's in Murrells Inlet. Bob, Bruce, and I went down there last night. It was too dark to see the inlet, but you can just feel the water, can't you? They also had yummy sounding not fried food, but that wouldn't be a farewell to my gallbladder, would it?
I love good seafood at the inlet.