Woof

It rained early doors, so the tree trimmer wasn’t able to get started until after lunch. He was alone too, poor bugger. Climbing palm trees to lop-off branches, then climbing back down to load the fronds into his trailer. It’s great to be young I guess. He’ll be back tomorrow to finish but, while he was working, and dropping palm fronds all over the driveways, we couldn’t get out. The original plan, to go to the grocery store, which would have included buying something for dinner tonight, was scrapped. We walked up to Sea Dog for a couple of beers and a sandwich, and walked back along the beach. Not a bad trade. Here’s hoping for more falling palm fronds tomorrow too.