Second Childhood?

Sarasota, Florida

The sand volleyball with the grizzled old guys for two hours this morning was fun. They rag a lot on each other but generally encouraged me as a newbie and gave me some pointers on serving..

I admit to hoping sometimes that they wouldn't hit the ball to me, but I think that feeling will go away in time. I didn't embarrass myself, but it reminded me of being eight and standing in right field hoping the ball would go the other way...

I spent the afternoon at the pool, reading the new Steven King book about the impenetrable dome that mysteriously appears over a small Maine town...kind of a "Lord of the Flies" for adults in the Twilight Zone...The big pool and the park are still fairly empty although the weather is really nice this time of year in Florida. It might be the best month other than April. I had a "belly buster" hot dog with fries for lunch.

In the evening we cranked up the round robin social doubles tennis. Mrs. Phred has just had my racket  restrung and a new wrap on the handle. It feels very sweet.when I whack the ball.

 

Hopefully, I'll be able to schedule something more blogable soon... maybe a SCUBA trip in the Gulf Stream or an overnight fishing trip in the Gulf of Mexico?