portrait of a hot dog.

Speaking of things that smell good, doesn't this hot dog make your mouth water? Susan got it at a recent RiverDogs baseball game — it's got bacon, onions, and barbecue sauce.

I love baseball games, even though I don't like baseball. I don't watch the game. I chat, eat, people watch, and drink beer (it's one of the only settings where I like PBR). RiverDogs games are especially lovely because of the park's picturesque setting by the Ashley River and the great menu of fatty foods like bacon-wrapped corndogs and funnel cakes topped with fried ice cream. Can't go wrong with that.

smellivision.

I wish my blog had smellivision, because Charleston smells freakin' amazing right now. Jasmine, honeysuckle, and all sorts of other flowers are in full bloom, and the scent is enough to knock you over. I love this time of year.

Photos taken on a dusky South of Broad stroll with my good friend Kate earlier this week.

Happy Groundhog's Day.

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Granted, Groundhog's Day is kind of a stupid holiday, but I love it because it's all about hope. For flowers, warmer weather, longer days, and a generally improved quality of life.

Things that I really miss: open windows, bare legs, dresses, sunburn, farmers market dinners, bike rides, picnics, beach walking, and nights on the porch. And the incredible smell of Charleston in the springtime, a lovely salty/floral mix.