Tuesday's Sarasota radar didn't look good if a person was of a mind to go walking. Reds and yellows and greens of an incoming storm filled the screen. Luckily, we saw our window of opportunity at 9/ish in the morning, so off we went amid the billowing dark clouds.
Not only can coastal Florida grow flowers, it can attract a variety of birds, many of which we'd never see in Nevada City, California! (or lots of other places) Not so, the hawk, but this guy did pose for the camera; hence, you see its picture.
Our walks go through The Meadows neighborhoods and around ponds, lots of ponds, and that's where you'll see a multitude of birds. Above is a Black-crowned Night Heron, who appears to be yakking at someone or something, scolding like a fishwife, but it was making no sound. Beside the heron is a Common Gallinule.
To me and Jimmy, the Wood Stork IS Florida! We think they look like old men, all hunched over, so we've forever called them Florida's Old Men. They're big birds.
I believe this is the Tri-colored Heron we saw, with its really long, skinny neck. I can't help stopping to look or admire and take pictures. Kind of interrupts a walk, but there you have it. We kept a weather eye on the sky.
When we were about as far from their home as possible, we heard the first rumble of thunder. "Nickie!" called out Bernice. Okay, then, let's turn around, and we did, and we stepped up our pace. Let me just say that no matter how fast we walked, we would've gotten wet. The radar window lied. As it was, lightning flashed and thunder crashed, and big rain drops bounced on the streets ... and rain pelted us. We were thoroughly soaked, top to bottom, drenched. Below, you see three of us dripping in the breezeway, rain still coming down. Well. Another adventure?!
Please, let's not do this again, okay?
I've only ever seen a Limpkin once before while kayaking on a tiny river called the Wacissa in north Florida. I heard the Limpkin before I saw it -- a huge, loud squawk. I think they're not too common, but this one had three babies and wanted me to go away. Mama on the left, babies to the right.
Oh my, we did stop to watch this guy! He'd speared a large fish and was trying to throw it down its gullet. Tried and tried and finally gave up and dropped the gasping, mortally wounded fish in the pond. That was one whale of a fish to try swallowing whole!
Some of these are phone pictures and this looks like one of 'em.
Handsome, isn't he?

Always love to see a Roseate Spoonbill. This is the only one we saw (obviously before the rain fell), and it seemed to be sleeping. Such an unusual bird, and so pretty in its pink.
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Those cloudy skies were gone the next day, Wednesday, the 21st. We were treated to fine weather, sunshine all around. Hooray! Today's our 20-year wedding anniversary, too! We asked Bernice and Ibby if we could take them out for dinner this evening to help us celebrate. O'Leary's on the bay was the choice -- not fancy, but we love being on or by the water, so it was just the ticket.
After getting caught in yesterday's rainstorm, and even though Bernice tucked my camera into her leather pouch (which turned out to be NOT waterproof), my camera got damp (I guess is the word) and didn't work. I took out the battery and card and left the camera open to air, and by evening, it worked.
Twenty years happily married.
What a great life we've made together!
Sarasota.
Look at the blue sky! After eating our shrimp (yum) dinners, we strolled around the little park area, enjoying being Out and About on a beautiful evening.
Holy cannoli, look at this banyan tree!
So, this lovely evening ended. Tomorrow morning we'd return to Tergel and pack it in, heading north again for a stay near Gainesville FL. We'd leave our friends, Bernice and Ibby (real name: Irwin), with the hope that we'd see them in October, on a plane! Such fun we had, even cards one night! Loads of love and laughter. Thanks for everything, you guys. We had a most enjoyable time.