Just beyond our canal-side hotel room, the Rehoboth Beach Halloween parade gathers itself for an 11 AM start. Drummers practice.
Les UDs are here with a bunch of friends who met last night and unanimously agreed that the thing about the beach is that it puts you to sleep. So we’re having a little trouble pulling ourselves together for the long walk along the parade. We’ll get there.
Les UDs are on their way
to Rehoboth Beach,
for the Sea Witch Festival.
Of course UD will
blog from there.
After UD took this picture, a man
who was birding (we were at Cape
Henlopen State Park) came along and
suggested that we see if the
horseshoe crab was still alive.
He picked it up by its tail and showed
me its still-wriggling legs. Then he
gently placed it and its mollusks back
in the surf.
A woman in a white bikini stands on the edge of the Atlantic at the very end of October in Delaware. Take that, Miami.
Smell of booze among the observers profound. Everyone – except for Les UDs, natch – clutches a cup with ice.
Conversation next to me.
“Sit down, bud. I need to talk to you.”
“Yeah, what?”
“About your bein’ investigated.”
“Later, man.”
“No. What happened. Why are they after you.”
“Later.”
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Marijuana Dog.
… the Halloween Parade,
Rehoboth Beach, Delaware.
Brilliantly sunny mild day, and a big
crowd turned out for the parade.
Les UDs adored it.
… where she will take photos of the Halloween dog parade and many other things.
Of course she will continue to blog.
V. hard to get the bird to pose.
A bit later, with container ship.
