This past weekend we took a little getaway with a friend to their beach house. In Florida, it's been sunny and breezy and the water is cool and refreshing after sitting in the sun. We started the weekend with the Saturday market near the beach house, indulging in cheese, bread, sugarcane juice, and of course, crepes. We kept it simple with sugar and butter crepes just like we had in Paris. We walked around the market and there were tons of tents and live music and plenty of seating too.
After the market, we picked up some weekend beach house essentials like champagne and orange juice, Cape Cod chips, and cereal for easy breakfasts. We arrive at the house and the back wall was all windows, letting in lots of sunlight and a view of downtown across the bay.
Their dock dipped right down into clear water, barely knee-deep. We shuffled through the water admiring the hermit crabs, horseshoe crabs, live starfish, and there were even jellyfish babies.
We drank beers and mimosas and the sun stayed out well into dinner. We laid on the dock, looking up at the airplane clouds stretching across the sky toward the tiny airport across the water. There were gorgeous little sail boats that speckled the horizon, and para-sailers around the park's perimeter. The guys kayaked while we read our books. Being out all day in the sun tired us out and I was in bed shortly after 10 pm, waking to warm sunlight in what felt like an instant.
Around the dock were coconut palm trees and plumeria trees just starting to bloom in spring. In the front of the house there were mango trees with small fruit forming. It's the kind of perfect oasis that people make plans to go to with their friends, and then life gets in the way and the weekend getaway is delayed and delayed.