Today we leave Captain Hiram's Resort and Inn, head south to Ft. Pierce Inlet State Park, and then turn west to drive across the Floridian Peninsula just north of Lake Okeechobee. These flowers were on bushes beside the walk at the Inn. I've hunted around, but haven't found a match. The bud is something like a cyclamen, but these were on a bush.
Click pictures to enlarge. However, captions can only be read with they are in thumbnail size, as below.
Our room was at the lower left, just to the right of the smaller building that will be a breakfast nook when renovations are complete.
The sidewalk had impressions of palm fronds, starfish, and other pretties in it.
Our little deck. Victoria claimed it as her 'phone booth', ha.
Larry, loading the Jeep
Gator Bait Airboat Adventures
Front of the Inn
Beyond Useless Boutique
The Cat's Meow Cat Clinic
Village Sandwich & Oceanviews Optical Shoppe
Island Style Hair Studio
Some fire stations are fancier than others!
Gated communities abound
The little 'Entrance' buildings are fancier than my house!
Events, Weddings, Florals
Spanish moss everywhere
Barber shop, bar, and brewery. Better hope the barber doesn't frequent the other two joints first, before launching into the hair-cutting!
Thunderbird from Connecticut
Victoria and Larry, heading to the beach at Ft. Pierce Inlet State Park.
Victoria, Sarah Lynn
Deep sea urchin, maybe?
Looking here, looking there, ...
Aaaaaaaaaaaaa... whoa, whoa, whoa --------
Okay, just about got it ........
Keeping the center of balance low......
Wait, what's that back there? -----------
Oops. Bye-bye, cruel world.
Gotta keep concentrating, bub, gotta keep concentrating!
Royal tern
Larry is collecting seashells
Larry and Victoria, shell hunting
Comparing seashells
Look, it's a cotillion of terns! All facing into the wind.
Seagull
The unique balding tern
(or maybe it's just a juvenile who hasn't come into color yet)
A squabble of gulls
...though, since they're not squabbling, perhaps we should just call them a 'colony' of gulls
'Bird steps', as I called them when I was two years old, according to my mother's entry in my baby book
Sanderling, member of the sandpiper family
They are more gray than other sandpipers, though they are in their winter feathers, and will rarely be seen by anyone in their summer attire, since their summer nesting grounds are in the far, far north, along the banks of the Arctic Ocean.
They love to run to and fro, in chase of and away from the incoming and receding waves, snatching up morsels the waves leave behind.
Look at him sidestep as if to keep his feet dry --
-- while, moments later, as the water falls back, he runs right into it.
Ah-ha! Got it!
And there's another!
Nom nom nom nom nom
Mmmmm, good stuff.
Sanderlings eat crustaceans, bivalves, polychaeteworms, insects, and amphipods during their migration months to the southern coastlines.
Brown pelican
A squadron of pelicans out on those rocks
Seagull lying in the (relatively) warm sand
Aha! Found a tasty (and dead) fish!
Slippery thing, though...
It keeps popping loose from the gull's beak.
There, got it.
Or maybe not.
Trying again...
Well, this thing is downright elusive!
And just about too wide for my beak!
Hmmm... ((debating possible strategies))
(((STAB)))
Success!
Sure got the ol' feathers all in a ruffle, though.
Aaaaa... slipping... slipping...
Okay, now I've got it. I think.
Meanwhile, over in the pelican pod...
Ruddy turnstone, a member of the sandpiper family
BANZAI!!!!!
Abort dive! Abort dive!
Incoming!
Brown pelican, snowy egret in background
Brown pelican, snowy egret
Kitesurfing
'Flight Risk'
Kitesurfers, preparing their kites
Victoria, still beachcombing
Brown pelican, still fishing
Surf-kite ballet
Sarah Lynn (yes, it's windy; I didn't fix my hair like that on purpose)
We just can't get away from the Geico gecko!
Look, look! There's a lesser frigate bird in the sky! First time I've ever seen one. Or at least, seen one and recognized it.
In fact, there are several lesser frigates, frigating around like anything.
Why didn't we have the new binoculars with us?!
Answer: Because they were buried in a box in the back of the Jeep.
Gopher tortoise
He was pulling grasses out of the ground with funny swwwooooooosh, swwwwooooooosh, noises.
"I am smiling!"
Okay, that's enough; the photo session is over.
I think I'll just hid behind this little bush, here.
I'm hidden, right?
Wild snapdragons, aka yellow toadflax
Deciding he wasn't so well hidden as all that, he tried a new hidey hole: a little indentation in the middle of some dried palm fronds.
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