The Green’s did not travel much and when they did they saved and planned for quite some time. When they went on a trip they made the most of it. Mr. Green was a wonderful traveling companion. They had long talks in the car about what they were going to see, what they were proud of, and things they had yet to do. When they stopped to eat they talked to people. In reality, the people talked and the Green’s listened. People were fascinating and the absolute best part of the trip.
Mrs. Green loved to find artist and poets in the towns they passed through. Artists and poets were everywhere, and most people did not recognize them. She stopped and bought a goat made of a rake, shovel and copper pipe at a yard sale in Virginia. She bought an intricately carved wooden hand fan from a vendor in North Carolina. She stopped and talked to a singer on a street corner in South Carolina.
They spent an entire day in Charleston. What a day it was! They took a carriage ride through the town and fed lemon moon pies to their horse Jack. They saw a wedding in the park.
They strolled down East Bay, to Rainbow Row, and across to the Battery. They joked about buying the 11 million dollar mansion that was up for sale.
They drove down a long dirt road and stood with their mouths wide open in awe at the Angel Tree. It was something to behold. It spanned 17 thousand square feet and stood majestic and welcoming for more than four hundred years. Mrs. Green went around and around the tree offering to snap pictures for the people she met there.
They slept well and drove on the next morning and when they arrived Mrs. Green only had one thing on her mind. They settled in quickly and changed clothes. Mr. Green could not keep up with Mrs. Green. She ran right into the ocean letting the waved knock her over and the salt water get into her eyes. Mr. Green stood back and enjoyed the moment. Mrs. Green looked lovely in the dress she designed herself specifically for swimming. No one could have been more beautiful at that moment. The dress was cut above her knee and came in at the waist flowing in the ocean breeze and waves. Mr. Green thought she looked better than any movie star he had ever seen on the big screen.
Mrs. Green was overwhelmed by the beauty of the ocean. She dove under a wave and came back up again with her hands lifted to the sky. She turned and looked at Mr. Green. The waves reached up to the sky in gratitude and crashed over her shoulders. She laughed out loud. Mrs. Green was in her happy place.
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