Today I went back to the beach. I know, you are surprised, right? I enjoyed putting my feet in the white powder sand. The water was reflecting the grey of the clouds, but still clear. The wind was moving about 30 mph, so I didn't even pull Abby out of her carrier.
I went out and put my feet in the water for what may be the last time for a long time. It wasn't cold, but it rarely is. The Gulf of Mexico is usually a very warm body of water. It is one of the reasons these are such fantastic places to vacation with kids. No cold ocean water!
(Please ignore my unpedicured toes)
I watched a little airplane pull a banner behind it. Apparently there is live music as well as a Wet T-shirt contest at Flounders.
And more fishing boats out fighting the water for as much seafood as they can catch now. I absolutely love gulf seafood. My favorite is southern fried mullet. Fried is pronounced "frahd" and there is a diphthong in there somewhere, I'm sure. More on that tomorrow.
I hope this disaster can be stopped and reversed. I will miss this place forever.