humor, Outdoors, Travel

Making Stuff Up

Somewhere between my second and third Caicos Sunset Rum Punch   a bird of prey swooped low over the beach. His talons clutched a sizable fish. Had his catch been listed on Da Conch Shackmenu, it would have set us back about $30.  “What was that?” I asked Mike. “Amazing,” he answered. Hawk? Eagle? The birder in me… Continue reading Making Stuff Up