Tuesday, October 2, 2012

The Sweet Smell of Paradise


I'm sure you're thinking salt air, pine needles and such.  Maybe the occasional whiff of Coppertone.  Well, you'd be right - to a degree.

After all, this is nature, and nature doesn't always supply the air with your choice of fragrances.  Take the fragrance of rotting flesh that now engulfs me here - who knew last week's storm would wash a bunch of sea life up to leisurely rot in the sun for me?  Sanibel being a nature preserve and all, you most certainly can't sweep the beach clear.  Oh no - let nature take its course.

Maybe if I imported a bunch of crabs - they eat this stuff, don't they?

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