Fish Kissin'

The kissing of fish is an old family tradition, begun by Jim at a young age, and it generally involves the trout species.  But this year, Marty felt compelled to smack his lips on a mullet.  You can tell from the photo that the fish isn't all too keen on this idea, but a kiss is, more than likely, a much better option than being made a meal of, when you are a fish.

The week is speeding by and we've made the most of this beautiful weather.  The area has been plagued by a thick cloud of smoke from a burning forest fire in North Carolina.  The air gets thick and one feels like there should be a campfire nearby.  Visibility becomes substantially decreased.  Luckily, the wind changes course several times a day or we'd be stuck inside all day.

Our unfriendly crab continues to rule the beach.  We saw him take on a family of 5 yesterday.  The mom was commenting on how cute the crab was, when he went barreling toward them at rapid speed.  He taunted them by skirting back and forth, defending his stretch of the beach while we waited to see just how bold Mr. Crab would be.  But the two little girls found his antics to be amusing, and since they were vertical and could run as fast as he could, he decided to retreat to the top of the dune and let them pass by.  So, we spend time keeping an eye on his antics while he keeps two pop-up eyes on us.  Entertainment at its best. And, so far, we still have our body parts intact.