Editor Patricia is finally getting around to giving me some more feedback. Big Creek is WAAAAY too long. I knew that. Two days ago, Patricia told me to cut 20,000 words. It’s not really too hard as I had so much material. It is time consuming though. So that is what I have been working on the past few days.
I am a compulsive volunteer. At our first Middle Keys Concert Association performance, they announced that they needed a volunteer to help with some record keeping. It turned out that they needed someone with spreadsheet experience and I am the spreadsheet Queen. It was a perfect match. The concert, by the way, was The New Xavier Cugat Orchestra. It was a great Latin music performance featuring the music of Cugat and Desi Arnaz. They even wore those huge frilly sleeves. We were also treated to some Latin dancing. Very sexy.
We have been affected by the great blizzard. The second week our performers, Trio Solisti, were unable to fly out of New York. They are fabulous and I am sorry that their schedule will not permit them to appear this year. All was not lost. Violinist William Hagen, scheduled for the third week, was already in the south and was able to come a week early. He played some amazing Mozart, Prokofiev, Tartini/Kreisler, and Ravel. The whole audience jumped up and cheered when he finished “The Devil’s Trill” and again after “Tzigane”.
We’ve still been taking our walks, which refresh me. I’ve taken some pictures too. We’ve had some brilliant blue skies obscured by clouds.
I don’t know why I have not taken pictures of them before.
The hibiscus (or is that hibiscusi? No, it is hibiscuses. I think you can also just say hibiscus.) have burst into bloom again. Many RVs have some blooming in front of them.
One windy day, we had a flock of birds at the end of the canal. Here are a Great White and a Snowy Egret. I noticed that the Snowy did not chase away his larger cousin. There were also two pelicans, but their photos did not turn out very well.
We took a short walk at Sombrero Beach the other day. It was cold and windy. I was wearing jeans and my new “dark orchid”, fleece-lined, raincoat as a windbreaker. I could not believe all the people lying on the beach with nothing on but swimsuits. They must have been Canadians or Germans, or English. Those folks are tough.
We came across a man blowing bubbles with one of those wands made with two sticks and some twine. It was too windy and most of the bubbles burst quickly. This one was huge!!
This one stayed together longer.
The heron was close to the seawall, so I got a portrait. The float in the background is not so great.
Martin and Betsy suggested having lunch at the Marathon Ocean Park. We ate in this tiki.
I don’t know why I even noticed this iguana basking in the sun near the peak of the roof.
Martin and Betsy posed for a picture for me in a smaller pavilion at the water’s edge. We sat and chatted for a long time and it turned into a very long lunch break.