One nice thing about living at the beach is getting shrimp fresh off of the boat whenever you feel a desire. Bubba got these for us earlier in the day.Lucy and I went shopping this afternoon and then she came home with me for a slumber party which consisted of watching a new "Thomas the Train" video and reading four books before the sandman came and made her start rubbing her eyes.
Much to our delight, Lucy loves shrimp. We couldn't peel them fast enough for her. That is a sure sign of a true southern shrimp eater.
Coming home this afternoon I told her to look at how the trees were finally changing into their fall colors. She said, "Grammy, the trees are not changing colors, the leaves are." Then she asked if any of the leaves turn black. I guess they do when they decompose.
I love to watch the shrimp boats dragging out in front of the condos.
What a life that must be!
There are always lots of dolphins following along hoping for some castoffs.
All is peaceful in the night....
i love you
c
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