The word “delightful” is just not used enough these days, but tonight was a delightful evening. The temperature was comfortable, the sunset hid behind a low shelf of clouds and a fisherman cast for something, but came up empty. There is no fish report here on this blog. I have no idea what he was fishing for. Sure, I could have asked, but I didn’t want him to think I was flirting with him. I am just a dame on the beach with a glass of wine.
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