I'm really enjoying these lazy days of sitting on the beach, reading and drawing. This guy reminded me of a beached whale. I'm reading 1Q84 by Hiruki Murakami. It's somewhat surrealistic and too complicated to explain here. In the afternoon we crossed the bridge to Sarasota's Art Center. It was small; the permanent collection was a few pieces by local artists. The majority of the work was a juried show of mixed quality. Later we explored more of the keys and found a large public beach on Anna Maria. Also on Anna Maria was Moore's Crab House which we returned to for dinner. Wayne once again tried soft shell crabs and we shared a plate of oysters. We both agreed that southern water oysters and soft shell crabs lack the succulence of seafood from the cold waters of the North Atlantic.
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