You can always count on certain things washing ashore after winds from the northeast. Large piers and planks always make me dream of playing "Survivor" on this beautiful beach and building myself a righteous palapa; several bits of coquina blocks, and bricks and the occasional gold ring arrive at my feet. Yes, this would do nicely.
But last evening was the most dismaying thing to wash ashore, oh, since the last EveryDay here in Florida:
A strange, beached creature, we wondered what it could be, so we circled to see more of it:
Another farookin' Honda. Where could this one be from? Hmmm... Click the pic to read the license plate.
Like we don't have enough of these peeps down here. Only one peep, maybe two, from Brooklyn that would be a welcome sight, here. Sorry guys, really do wish you were here to enjoy this beautiful Spring!