AD goes beach walking and meets a Portuguese man o’war.

Good morning everyone. Isn’t it quiet these days on My.News24; only eleven posts yesterday. It seems that the lifeboats have been launched and almost everyone has left the ship. I couldn’t help thinking back to the good times when there were so many more bloggers around. I’d even be glad to see some of the trolls back again, just to make it more interesting. The spats that used to go on really made for interesting reading, but now it’s just the faithful few. I wonder who will be the last off the ship. Very sad indeed.

Anyway, I’m still here, and yesterday we took a drive to our nearest beach, which is only a few miles down the road. It was a gorgeous day, and it’s hard to believe that we’re in the middle of winter here. This time, we found parking very easily and made our way through the park and on down to the beach.

There are many signs up with the rules and regulations, one of which says. “No dogs allowed in the park, or on the beach.” Another one says, “Put your butts in here before crossing the boardwalk.” So there are no mutts and no butts allowed.  I have to say that the absence of litter, including cigarette butts, is such a pleasure. I suppose that’s because we have visible law enforcement officers to keep a watchful eye on everything.

There were quite a lot of people sunbathing, and most of them looked to be senior citizens. It wasn’t a beach for beautiful body watching at all, but people here don’t seem to care. They just let it all hang out and be blowed to everyone else. I’m glad that speedos aren’t the fashion for men any more. I did spot one on a guy who must have been at least seventy-five years old, but thankfully he was reed thin. Some of the tans around could be described as true mahogany. People here just love to sunbathe.

Hubby and I went for a long walk up the beach, past the houses built along the shoreline.

A bit further along, we came across this rather bloated looking Portuguese man o’war. As we were taking the photo, a woman came past and said, “Oh, there’ll probably be hundreds of them around here next week.” There were warning signs up at the entrance to the beach, and I read that in February last year, thousands of these creatures washed up on South Florida beaches. Those long tentacles can really sting you very badly.

These cute little birds were hopping around at the water’s edge, pecking away at the sand. It was so funny to watch them scurrying away as fast as their little legs would go, when the surf washed up too close to them, and then scuttling back again as soon as it was gone.

There were no restaurants near the beach, so we decided to rather go home for lunch, and then the afternoon was spent moving some furniture around between the two spare bedrooms, and  putting up a new shelf in the garage for hubby’s tools. Today we’re off to the gym and then to the pool restaurant for lunch.

Hope you’re all having a great day. Chat again soon.

Topics:  South Florida beaches, Portuguese man 0’war, sunbathing, blogs My. News 24