Scenes from Aaron's Beach

Yesterday began as a dreary, overcast, rainy day that later moved to a state of melancholy, as far as the prevailing mood of the sky was concerned.

Mother Nature was neither ecstatic nor gloomy.  She couldn't quite make up her mind. She was somewhere in between.

I know that feeling well.

For much of the day yesterday I debated--thanks to the indecisive weather--whether to do what I had originally intended, which was take pictures, grill hamburgers and plant tomatoes, not necessarily in that order.  But when I awoke to a brief rain shower followed by some rather ominous looking clouds that didn't know whether they were coming, going, lingering, loitering, or setting up shop for a while--well I wasn't sure what to do with myself.

First thing I decided was I was starved to death to grill those hamburgers over mesquite charcoal briquettes. Not even the threat of rain was going to keep me from that.  I also tossed on a few hot dogs and two pounds of Food Lion frozen shrimp--which may I say came out absolutely delicious.  All I did was put them--still frozen even--on some tin foil with some olive oil, Old Bay, and lemon juice.  The mesquite briquettes lent such an amazing flavor I'm not sure I'll ever eat shrimp any other way again.  Amen.

 Next, I bribed Chesapeake Bay Daughter with a Hardees chocolate milk shake to accompany me down to Aaron's Beach, where I snapped these (and about 100 other) shots.

Just as the bulk of the day was behind us, the clouds lifted and the sun shone jubilantly over everything as if to make up for all the lost time earlier in the day.

This shot below, from the base of the locust tree in my back yard, shows that jubilation.  And it was right about this time I decided to plant my tomatoes, which is a story for another day.

But they're in the ground.

The End.

Queens Creek.  Not Aaron's Beach. Same day though. Just later on.

What did you do yesterday?