I got my 'flu shot Friday morning, a last minute appointment which I could not refuse as I don't much like the 'flu. The unfortunate part was that my plans to spend the morning, a rare morning off with no rain, at the beach got scuppered. Rusty and I went out nothing daunted to grab an hour or so wandering with camera. The van stayed home unfortunately as there would be no time to swim shower or laze around.
The moon must have been doing something fishy because everyone was out chasing fish that morning, except me. I watched from the heights near the old Bahia Honda bridge as people rushed around in their boats looking very picturesque.
Rusty and I drove on the Veterans Memorial Park, reopened with limited facilities following the leveling it got by Hurricane Irma in 2017. There are picnic tables without shelter and porta-potties while the toilet block remains boarded up. The views are still lovely. And the pelicans were circling around and making a solid breakfast from one particular patch of ocean.