Here in Beverly Beach we’ve settled into the long and humid days of summer, where even the locals are saying it’s not usually this hot until August. That makes me very happy we’ve already made plans to go north at the end of July, because if this June is a “warm up” for August, I don’t want to be around to see – or feel – what the end of the summer will be like.
Ted – bless his heart – gets up between 6:30 and 7:00 to take Maddie and Bear out for their long walk of the day. He measured it recently, and they’re putting in 2 1/2 miles each morning. By the time they come in, I’m up, and after the pooches have breakfast, we all go out to the deck. Ted and I have our coffee, and Maddie and Bear take a long snooze after all that early morning exercise.
After dinner – unless it’s storming – they’ll get another longer walk before bedtime. Other than that, a quick potty break in the backyard is all we can persuade them to do. It. Is. Hot.
Speaking of storms . . . .
Every afternoon the sky darkens, the palm trees begin to sway . . .
. . . thunder rolls, and lightning flashes. Sometimes we get a nice showeer from all this, sometimes we get a gully-washer, and other times it just all blows over.
Just before we left for Michigan Jason flew in for a few days’ visit. It’s always great to have company, and when “company” means “one of the kids”, it’s even better!
It’s always a hoot to have Jason in the house!
While he was here we took the boat out and rode down to the Matanzas Inlet – about 16 miles from the house.
Matanzas Inlet (the outlet from the Intracoastal into the Atlantic) is officially non-navigable.
In layman’s terms, “non-navigable” means DO NOT – under any circumstances – try to go out into the ocean through this outlet. But, even with that warning, boaters have been known to slip out through there at high tide. If you should try it and your boat is damaged, your insurance pays nothing – because you weren’t supposed to be there in the first place! Needless to say, the Hortons won’t be trying it! (Photo: Wikipedia)
Coming back home under the Hammock Dunes Bridge, which we cross when we drive into Palm Coast.
One night during Jason’s visit, we had all the Hewitts over for burgers . . .
. . . then took the boat out at sundown.
Getting home after the sun went down.
On his last day here, Jason rode over to Ormond Beach, and Matthew gave his uncle a couple hours of surfing lessons. They had a blast, and Jason said Matthew was an awesome teacher.
OTHER BEACHY STUFF
Always good to see home folks. Danny Carter, the managing editor at the Albany Herald and a work colleague from my days as Public Information Director for the Dougherty County School System, and his wife Pam were in Ormond on vacation this week. We met them for breakfast at Java Joint Saturday and had a great time catching up on the Albany news.
Warranty folks doing some touch up painting in our stairwell . . .
. . . on a board balanced between a second floor ledge and a ladder, with a board pried under it for support. Nerves of steel!
Spotted this gator out of the corner of my eye last week – right off our seawall. Just added him to the list of other critters we see almost everyday . . . manatees, fish (mullet jump in and out of the water like they have a trampoline set up just under the surface), pelicans, herons, egrets, raccoons, snakes, crabs . . .
. . .and grasshoppers bigger than Maddie!
Oh. Speaking of manatees. It’s mating season in the manatee world, and each evening – in our canal and at the end of the dock – we are entertained by what is called a “mating herd”. Imagine six to eight 1,200-lb creatures rolling and splashing around just at the water’s surface and occasionally bellowing at the top of their lungs. I won’t post a photo for obvious reasons, but one of our neighbors likened it to watching manatee porn. All I’ll say is they look like they’re having a great time!
See you back here next week – right before the 4th of July weekend!