I dreamt of the 28-foot shark last night. By 6 AM I was awake and ready to head to the beach, but I’d had a dream that Banjo Man told me we couldn’t go until it stopped raining. It took me a little while to wake up and realize the sun was shining.
I talked Banjo Man into going for a drive at 7 AM. I grabbed a coffee mug and we pretended we were on a road trip and complimented each other on getting such an early start.
Anyway, the shark had been removed by DEM (damn it!!!), but we enjoyed the drive to the beach. And I took some pictures to show you what it looks like around here.
On the way home we saw cows.
And that’s about as exciting as it gets.