Finally made it back to Pompano Joe's (prior post) for dinner. Love the "N'Awlin's" style screenless windows that open up to the ceiling....just like in the French Quarter.....(click to enlarge)
Sitting at my table before ordering...
I imagine these tables are filled during high season....
But man, I've never seen a duck like this! Isn't she different? And friendly! I parked the car to get some photos about 30' from where she was drinking at a pond's edge, she immediately waddled over to my door! Must be a lot of "feed-the-duck"ers she's used to. (Sorry about the focus on the first shots....)
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I was born a reader. The first "grown-up" book I chose for my own came from a school book fair when I was in the fourth grade -- Little Women. I still have it, 60 years later. As my kinship with the March girls grew, I came to identify with one more than the others. It certainly wasn't shy, timid Beth or proper Meg. I resonated with Amy through our love of art, but at last, because of her adventurous and independent nature -- often awkward and outspoken, though completely open -- it was decidedly Jo.