I don’t think this great white egret is too impressed by this sign.
When I travel I try to find a gloriously tacky souvenir to bring home for my parents. In Sanibel, that means finding something made of seashells. As it turns out, I had to spend quite some time deciding amongst the bountiful options of Christmas tree ornaments. I very nearly picked out this starfish scuba diver, who looks to me like Beaker (the muppet) on a beach adventure:
But in the end, I opted for Santa with his little bag of tiny colorful shells:
They loved it.
Just a flock of ibis. No big deal.
I enjoyed watching the fishing boats go in and out as I sat on our deck. One morning I saw a dog hanging around. Suddenly the captain yelled “HANK! LET’S GO!” – and this dog jumped onto the boat and settled in. I love that Hank goes fishing.
After seeing the nightmare tree crabs at the Ding Darling wildlife refuge the tour guide took us all onto a pier. At this place, I finally understood the line “the fish are jumping” in the song “Summertime” in Porgy and Bess.
While on Sanibel Island we visited the Ding Darling wildlife refuge. We had a guided tour. At one of the stops we walked into a wooded area and the tour guide pointed out the tree crabs. They were everywhere. And they are super fast, too. It was at this time I decided Florida is made at least in part of nightmares.
This snowy egret landed on the pier just in front of our cabin. He posed for quite a while and I got quite close. They are clearly used to humans taking photos.
Also, he looks a lot more elegant in flight. Just saying.