A Strange Day

Not feeling poorly, health wise.  Nor in spirit.  But something was blue within me today.  Not sad, not bad, just a bit off.

Tin Shack Aunties was not my intended breakfast.  But as I walked, I ended up there.  Never a bad thing.

So. Damn. Good.
Just Kolo Mee - no wonton left with my 1000 arrival

Walked home and saw some signs I thought I'd capture:

No Toto, we're not in Los Angeles anymore.

The sign I referenced last night.

Same location as last night -- high tide.  

Cannot see crocs on the bottom easily then/

Couldn't find a croc; found a crotchety old dude dude though.

The pool deck has a small garden.

I was soaked when I got back so I sat at the pool deck and read until I was a bit drier.  Went upstairs and ...fell asleep on the couch.

Low tide is well after sunset tonight so I knew I'd have to get lucky as I would not have as much tidal flat to look at.  But I went because it's 300m always and... a lovely spot.

No doubts tonight.  Walked up, saw 50 peoplelooing at the sun.  I looked down and saw this.

I waved a few people over, then I started walking through the crowd and pointing to where to go see it.  One should share cool stuff.  With 40-50 people shuffling around the area, I'm sure it was vibrating the the ground enough to annoy the croc.

It did what anyone does when annoyed by a crowd, it left.  It moved 50 m to the edge of the flat.

Not as blue as I was before.