Before we went to bed on Friday night My Harley Stud suggested we go for a bagel in the morning as the cupboard was bare. We had no milk, no bread and no eggs. I said we should take a walk on the beach and then go for a bagel. I mean if you're going to consume all those carbs, you should get a little exercise first, right? Can you see the Juno pier in the distance? (Click on the photo to enlarge it.) We walked almost that far. That's like a hundred miles when you factor in the sand. It's a LOT harder to walk in the sand. I'm sure that was worth a bagel.
Isn't this a lovely blue balloon? No. Stay away from this fella. This is a man-o-war. Those lovely blue slimy things are the tentacles and they will sting you. Contrary to what we learned on "Friends" when Monica was stung, do not urinate on the affected area. Thank you, God. Ideas on treatment vary but the best thing to do is seek medical attention.
Maybe next time, we'll bring Mayzie.
I was curious so of course I had to ask. "What are you fishing for?" This very nice man (A Seminole, by the way) explained to me that they were fishing for Pompano. The real season isn't until April but if you get them at high tide (which it was), you can catch some now. I caught this picture on our way back from our walk down the beach. They still weren't catching anything but they were enjoying themselves anyway. I had to snap my camera on the sly so he wouldn't think I was stalking him.