Friday morning, I left home with the outdoor temperature hovering in the mid 70s. I found myself at the seawall. I didn't want to go to the islands...again. I didn't want to go to Indian Point Park or Sunset Lakes...the new harbor bridge construction has the interstate and Portland highway in construction turmoil! I didn't want to go far. 'Cause I figured by the time I got my walking in, the heat would be my own personal enemy. Needless to say, I surmised, if I walked the seawall, at least there'd be a morning breeze coming off the bay...Not on your life! It was so sitll and humid. Not a lick of air moving. I couldn't have been more wrong. But walked anyway, I did. Not far. Only 2.5 miles of my usual 5 miles. After walking, I stopped and watched the shrimp boats. They were out in droves, so to speak. And I love everything about them [altho you wouldn't catch me on one since they're so ratty-looking; as if they'll spring a leak in the rusted hull and sink any time], -I like the shape, the mechanisms, the netting, the shrimpers and the crew working all the paraphernalia ---not to mention the gulls and pelicans following them for handouts!!! The sea sparkled, the morning light cast the boats in shadow, it was a pretty [and peaceful] sight. One more thing...forgive me with this...but, you could say "I went OVERBOARD with the shutter button". Several; way too many photos:









...another episode of the walk along the seawall coming to a blog near you!
I just didn't take my walking all that seriously this time around; much stopping to take photos, and once I actually stopped on a bench in the shade of the watergarden to cool off before going on.


















































