Explore, explore, explore. I love to do it. On Jekyll Island, Denny and I broke away from the group for a moment to explore the Men’s Club at the Jekyll Island Inn. (Joy, his wonderful wife, had found a cool spot in the shade to rest for a few minutes.) Of course, it is not just a “men’s club” today. It is part of the hotel.
I instantly fell in love with the wooden railings and then spotted the skylight above. We climbed the steps oohing and aahing over the character of this old building. On the top floor we both looked over the railing and thought the view from above was just as interesting as it had been below. Denny quickly headed down the steps to remove a sign so I could snap the perfect photo. But when he did . . .
I couldn’t help but take this one of him—the man who taught me how to collect beach glass on Lake Erie—walking quickly across the room in an effort to escape my camera’s lens. (mischievous smile)