Second Sunday

Charleston has taken to closing King Street on the second Sunday of every month. When I say closing King Street I mean to cars and various motorized people movers. This way all the little shops can leave their doors open and the restaurants drag tables and chairs in to the street so that people may dine outside in the parking lane. It actually brings out quite a crowd and this particular Sunday was sponsored by an animal shelter thus there were dogs everywhere. Jared and I used this opportunity for fun seeking.

And of course we stopped for ice cream.

You know what I've noticed?
Ellen must eat things out of the exact spot where she finds them.

I find wrappers and packaging where the product would normally be found. Alas the goody is always gone.