Murrells Inlet is beautiful this time of year. The scorching heat and high humidity is gone
and there's just a gentle cool breeze in the air.
This little fellow kept a safe distance from us as we walked along the decking. He appeared unaware of us
but he kept edging away as we drew closer. Annoyed that we would not leave, he gave up and flew away.
Mr. Vintage keeps dreaming about a sailboat. My thinking is that would not be very wise as my
knowledge of boats is
1. They are fun to look at and 2.They float...... if your lucky!
and
3. If he is at the helm, who is going to bait my hook if I want to fish?
