Another fine late summer morning at the beach.
Temperatures were in the 60s, with a bright sunny sky, and no wind to speak of
Yesterday I speculated that the Ospreys were gone because I didn't see any in a long walk. This morning, we saw one right off the bat.
So, now, the question is who gets to Key West first, Joel or the Ospreys. My money is on the Ospreys.
But the
GBH we will always have with us. We played hopscotch with one on the beach, who clearly resented us pushing him out of his weekday spot.
A boat stocking up on
Spot and
White Perch for a live lining expedition.
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