The sea giveth

The sea taketh away

The grandson took this awesome shot

Most likely, by the time you read this, we will be winging our way back from a week in Florida, where the hot weather has made the news and our record for counting geckos per day topped out at 8. We are probably already en route because flight is Buttcrack:30, because I can’t remember why. I booked the tickets so a dawn departure is entirely my fault.

Joining us were the twin 12-year-old grandchildren who took to salt life with gusto.

(We can argue about boycotting Florida another time. This was a long-planned trip and we took it. I do not expect everyone to adhere to my personal boycott of Woody Allen movies, so please let me have Florida.)

(And if it makes you feel any better, we were suffering there under what the news is calling a “shocking” dome of heat. Whee!)