Following the Sun

Although the sun is still making a spectacle of itself in the evening, it does seem to be setting farther down river. Guess it won't begin the journey back until the December equinox. In the interim, we may just have to resort to binoculars in order to witness the event in its full glory. However, we should be thankful that we get even a glimpse of a sunset instead of experiencing the almost complete darkness that accompanies winter in the North. Of course, we are still a long ways off from winter...............aren't we? I fear we may lapse into the mindset of the Florida natives who insist that temperatures in the 70s constitute a cold snap. And speaking of cold snaps - hey, AA......what's up with the Wolverines? Don't make me come back up there.

Twinkle Twinkle, Little Star

Oh, wouldn't the World's Cutest Oceanographer love to find this star under the sea? Must be the time of year that the little ones are going back to school (!) because I've found some that are no bigger than my fingernail. They must hate being plucked out of their habitat, but they are just so darn cute that you want to pick them up and pet them. Then you want to pat yourself on the back for spotting them walking around on the ocean floor, busy doing whatever it is that starfish do. (I wish someone would pick me up and pet me on the way to the grocery store. As it is, I have to settle for a mochachino in order to distract myself from the tediousness of that chore. ) One must always put sea stars back in the sea or else they'll be very, very unhappy, and who can afford bad karma when the world is spinning around so fast?

Surfin' Bird

Was it something I said?

I love these birds. I may have to take up fishing because if you are fishing in the surf, inevitably a great blue heron will stand patiently next to you while you cast your line. However, if you reel in a fish, he will most certainly steal it from you.

I wouldn't mind.

Back @ the Beach

Bye-bye to Big D and back to the beach.............and my beach buddies. These little guys behind me are Terns and, yes, we are dancing on the sand. Did I mention that I've watched Chicago three times this week on television? I think this photo was taken right in the midst of a rousing rendition of Razzle Dazzle 'em.

My friends, the Seashells, were also out in large numbers (it was low tide) to welcome us. I want to take them all home with me, but I try not to be greedy. In fact, I've been bringing some of them back so they can be picked up by other admirers.

I'm never quite sure whether a walk on the beach is a walk on the wild side or simply a respite from "a world too much with us."

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_world_is_too_much_with_us

Either way...........................it's all good.

Texas Bar-B-Q

I don't care what you say.................it's an extraordinary mother who produces a son who knows his way around a rack of lamb....... or two. (Okay. Okay.................................with a little help from his wife.) All those years of dabbling in the culinary arts have finally paid off. Of course, he's no longer living at home so I have to get on an airplane in order to simply observe the slaving over the hot stove......or grill, in this case. Wisely, I offer no suggestions (not that I'm asked). I rest on my laurels of that Christmas Eve dinner I once concocted - a little something with caviar and a raw egg. Hmmm.......where did I put that recipe?

Here & There

How many of you recognize this intersection? You are correct..........it's Downtown Dallas in front of the original Neiman Marcus store. And to think that a complex of high-end luxury high-rise apartments is being completed in the next block. What could be more dangerous or more wonderful than living there?

Back in Fort Myers at the local shopping mecca, we must be content with Saks and no new high rises nearby. Sigh. We manage.

Cooling off by the fountains in Big D (still looking across at Neiman's), but definitely feeling the big city vibe. In fact, I'm the only one in sandals, except for a throng of girls in school uniforms. It's not as busy and crowded as NYC, but then what city is?

Ah, back at the mall with the Florida fountains. Not as much hustle and bustle, and everybody wears sandals. Of course, now that the bail out has successfully passed: there might not be any more shopping at Saks or NM, and we'll be lucky to own a pair of sandals at all.

Lookin' at You

You are so right.............they've got the misters turned on cause it's another hot, hot day in big D.

Do we look like celebrities or just three blind mice? It beats squinting...........at my age, one has to be careful about those lines around the eyes. SPF 15.........check. Polarized shades........check. Bottled water.........check.

We're leaving Toulouse (one of my favorite bistros and not just - but mostly - because it's French) after brunching with all the other beautiful Dallasites and their dogs (very French). I had the shrimp BLT, which was magnifigue and riche. And, like everything else in Texas, the shrimp were big. Seriously, why are the shrimp in Dallas so much better than the shrimp in Florida? Just asking.

Some recipes for you fellow foodies, and the chef looks good too. Is he wearing cowboy boots? Je pense que non.

http://www.toulousecafeandbar.com/recipes.asp