Early afternoon. Bright, sunny and cool; tomorrow will be warmer and we’ll be off the Ellington and more shopping, this time with Jean, Jen, and Linda. Today you have read the Sunday St. Petersburg Times as has Carol, napped while Carol does the wash (bedding included) and has cleaned up the condo. You may go for a ride, McD’s coffee and park along the boat docks for a change of pace and scenery.
Dusk. Earlier you took a pleasant drive up to Clearwater, across the bridge for a turnabout and returned again along Gulf Boulevard, stopped at the Conch Republic for late lunch sandwiches then you swam in the pool for forty minutes while Carol basked, read in the sun. A trip for a fuel fill up and now a stop at Publix for skim milk and couple of groceries. The sun ought to completely down by the time you return to the condo.
You took two good shots of the post sunset Gulf but if you wish to include one here, choose the one with the white dot of a planet at the top in that I have something for you to think about in terms of the photo as an angelic-like symbol. – Amorella
I see nothing angelic about the sky, a burnt orange sunset framed below the horizon with shade-darkened water. It is a very natural setting for Madeira Beach this time of year at 1810 hours. I would just as soon you leave angels and angelic-like symbols out of this, Amorella; unless, of course, this has to do with the unwritten scene with Arthur and Merlyn. I have not thought about that scene for some time now. I don’t even know what chapter I am in.
All for tonight, boy. Perhaps tomorrow when you are better framed. Post. – Amorella
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