Yes, that's me THE PRESIDENT OF PANAMA! My cover's blown by detective Tri Girl.

Actually it's the only photo of me I can bear to look at. Generally my photographs make me look like I have an IQ smaller than my shoe size and an aging wrinkled landscaped face remniscent of Death Valley.

Becky and Withm we definitely have to plan an outing but I warn you NO ONE wants to try to walk or bike with me since I stop 47 times in three steps to take a photo of something.

Case in point. On bus ride home tonight, I noticed a ladybug on my backpack. She was walking only on the teeth of a long zipper. She seemed quite taken with the zipper and traversed it's length without one false step onto fabric. Problem was -- my camera was inside the backpack on the other side of the zipper. So impotently, I was left with merely watching her and spinning tales in my head that this was her version of walking the "rails to trails" zipper.

She got bored with the game long before I did, lifted her wings, and departed.

Pax, Rehoboth is a beach town in Delaware though after living it Florida most of my life, to me it barely qualifies as a beach and is more or less a thing.