Thinking, dining, strolling

I have nothing at all planned for today, but maybe I should since it had an auspicious beginning: got the Wordle in three, although that’s more to do with luck than brilliance.

          Last night we did the unthinkable, probably against some Florida statute – we ate somewhere that had absolutely no view of the ocean.

        

Just down the street from us, the restaurant could just have easily have been found in the Italian section of our city back home, wooden tables staged in the middle of shelves full of wine. olive oil, and canned goods. I’ll happily go back for the homemade pasta, and the free half glass of Prosecco wasn’t too shabby either.

 

           

The views on my morning walk were mixed, though –

 

         It’s bloom time for our magnolias, their giant creamy blossoms sending out their perfume to lucky passersby.

 

 

 

 

 

 

          And the discarded tires someone’s tossed on the edge of our property.