It’s mid-January in Myrtle Beach, it’s 75° out, the pollen is already trying to assassinate us, and my new neighborhood apparently comes with free-range geese as part of the HOA package. Yes, geese. Canadian, at that. Just casually strolling around the cul-de-sac like they pay property taxes and have appointments to get to. And listen… Continue reading Weather Whiplash and Goose Parade