Mermaids killer shoes!
5" cork heels in sand takes muscle.
If orange and blue does it mean this is a Gator crab?
I love a good stormy beach
The storm washed up hundreds of jellyfish
Morning light before the storm hit this beach
This storm canceled our deep sea fishing trip
Part of the beach renourishment initiative
Morning light and flight
Tropical storm Lee was approaching the Gulf
Some days I feel this weathered too!
Beach rhythm
Those clouds were moving , so was the surf.
Dusk at the jetty
Mermaid at the jetty
Sea Oats are protected
We spent a day idling under a cheery blue umbrella
God bless America
I ran from this storm.
In sand.
With the camera.
Hoping I would not get skewered by a fierce bolt of lightening.
Going out on the day I came in.
This was the world at 9:09 am.
I wish I could find a program which would upload these pictures better.
The contrast, the sparkle, the power are amazing in the camera. Not so much here.
I used a new program which is suppose to do the translations from Nikons to this windows live mail program but I am not satisfied.
I enjoyed being on this beach.
(Thank you Mermaid, this was an awesome birthday celebration.)
We drove through a late night arriving around 1:30 in the morning.
We wanted to be there ... to wake up at the beach. It was worth it.
I love a morning beach.
A morning enjoying the companionship of my lovely daughter
at the beach is even better.
Priceless.
We were content to just be. To walk a beach. To people watch. To swim. To laze about.
We chatted briefly with a family on the beach with two new babies.
Less than a month old new cousins. The babies came to the beach in laundry baskets. This creative solution provided them with a safe place to rest, easy transport, good ventilation. It made me think of Mermaid's first year and our trips to the beach. How quick the journey from there to here, where she is taking me to the beach. I will never tire of going to the beach with this awesome child of mine.
Our first evening there we went on an evening dolphin cruise along the Perdido inlet. The
vessel is a largish commercial pontoon boat with a bar and facilities and an assortment of
folks. We opted to spend most of the journey outside on the deck not inside with the screaming babies and the noisy head. The captain was good to his word and found us a nice family of dolphins , including a new born, for us to observe. The big males were fearless, coming up alongside the boat and giving us the eye. Warning us of consequences if we messed with their families. Even if there had been no dolphins it would have been a delightful evening cruise. I admire island or beach style architecture with playful colors and deep porches. There were plenty of stellar examples for me to enjoy.
We didn't have any great food. ( Sorry Eggy, no great food photos)
Mermaid was ill with a sinus infection so she couldn't really taste anything.
I am a food bore because of the restrictions. We did have some good seafood though.
We also had some drinkees from an island born barkeep who thought if he made mine stiff enough he could persuade me to karaoake. He should be glad he lost the bet or he would have lost patrons.
While we were in Orange Beach, tropical storm Lee was making his approach into the Gulf. We were hundreds of miles away at the extreme northern end of the Gulf of Mexico but the storm created 8 foot seas, canceling our deep sea fishing charter. The captain told Mermaid we could not possibly be as disappointed as he. He warned we wouldn't actually want to be out in those rough seas in his size boat. Mermaid asked him, " Isn't that why they make dramamine?" He said no but would she come on by , he'd like to meet a girl with spunk. Right. Bring your mother too.
Thank you Mermaid!
