As you may know, I spend a fair amount of time at the Milton Equestrian Center where Colleen rides and looks after her horse Jazzy. It's an interesting place to take pictures. I've started a collection.
A Flickr member, Least Wanted, collects old photos discarded from law enforcement archives.
This one struck me because it looks oddly like my friend David Pedersen, of Georgetown. David with darker hair, a hat, facial hair, and a fancy collar.
Least Wanted's collection is a fascinating look back at fashion, hairstyles, and the faces of America over time. Remarkable.
The Bethany Beach parade is one of our favorites. It's long. It attracts a decent number of politicians. It includes kids on decorated bicycles. And it brings out a healthy goofiness.
It was a pleasant afternoon on the beach. We swam, we sunned, we watched the kids dig for sand crabs, we sat around and talked politics.
After dinner, we planned to head down to the beach to watch the Bethany fireworks show about a mile south of us. We do this each year; we have the added fun of the fireworks shot off by all the groups up and down the beach around us.
Interestingly, this year here was some sort of cloud bank between us and Bethany and we really only could hear the town's fireworks show. There was some reflection off the ocean, but we were shut out visually. None of us could ever remember that happening.
The free-lance fireworks were still fun. We also traditionally distribute glowsticks to the kids. We put them on lengths of string for twirling, and throwing, and catching, and dropping.
I played 18 holes, poorly, this morning; again at the Heritage Course.
I had planned to go early and play a fast, solo, practice round. But the place was packed and it took longer than I had planned.
In fact, it was so crowded that, after a few holes, I joined up with a threesome to finish the round.
They were Chip, an assistant manager at the Heritage Course and the attached hotel, and his neighbors June and Tammy.
All three were very nice folks, at about my level of golf or a tad better. We had a good time, shared some laughs, and cheered each other on. It's a nice way to play.
I wish I'd played better. I did have a par on the 12th hole we played. But I'd also blown-up on a couple of holes.
In the end I carded a 123 for the 18 holes.
Note to folks coming to visit Coastal Sussex County: When you get into heavy traffic in an area with traffic lights, please don't enter an intersection unless you can go all the way through that intersection, regardless of whether or not you have the green light.
