Saturday was warm, sunny and breezy. Even though Monday, Labor Day, was the “unofficial “ end of summer, people flocked to the beaches. I followed them—by bicycle, of course. On Vera, my Mercian fixed-gear, to be exact.
However we got there, the conditions were all but perfect for however one chose to enjoy the sand and water, as this couple did in Point Lookout.
There are some people, however, who make me wonder why they bothered to go:
However you go and whatever you do when you get there, you need sustenance.
I’ve passed that house, on an Ocean Boulevard closed to traffic, many times. But I’d never seen that giant squash. Vines with those plants covered the side of that house. There was even an audio description of that plant species.
Of course I didn’t pick the squash. I’d packed some Ghirardelli’s dark chocolate and a few strawberries. They were great and the day nourished my psyche.
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