Big Wind!

I led a tour this morning.  Normally I go to the historic waterfront, where we look for manatees, tarpon, pelicans, and anything else that lives in or on the water.  But not today.  Today there was a strong wind out of the north that sent hats, paper money, and palm fronds scuttling.  And it was strongest on the bight, so we found other things to do and had a different kind of good time.

But me being me, after I dropped off my tourists and ate lunch I took my camera to the bight to see what I could see.  No water sports today.  No ferry to the Dry Tortugas, either.  No schooners out on the water.  Palms flying, flags dancing, people bundled up and carrying on. 

You can tell right away which people are locals.  We're the ones in shorts, flip-flops, and fleece, hugging their bodies against the cold.  Tourists are the people wearing sun hats and sun block and close-toed shoes.  Temps were in the low-to-mid 60s.  Go ahead; laugh.

These chickens, buffeted by the wind but carrying on with their scratching in the dirt, tell the tale better than I ever could.  It's cold.  Uh huh.  It's windy.  Sure is!  But there are good things to eat in the dirt.  And there are good times to be had for we humans, too.  They just don't involve the sea.