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Weekend Visitors - Vinoy Park Part 2

We are back at the Vinoy and it seems like forever since we stopped here last. The grandkids are here along with Drew and Norah.



The sea brings in all type of "stuff" along the mucky area between beach and Bay. 


This is a deceased horseshoe crab.


Golf ball.




Seabirds are a constant along the beach.  Looking for food and garbage from humans they congregate on shoals until a kid goes over and shoes them momentarily. 


Michael playing volleyball with Drew.  Michael is at the lower left and looks to have just served.


Alhanna wading into the Bay and enjoying the birds.


Norah is in good hands. 


This is Michael insinuating himself into a baseball game between a father and son, and he gets to bat.  What a future for this kid.


Soon to be destroyed Pier, the inverted pyramid landmark of St. Pete.


Meanwhile, back at Shawshank, after a nice day at the Vinoy, its time to hit the pool.  here, Drew is water boarding Michael, as Alhanna moves in to help.




The pool is one of the nice features at Shawshank.  


Always well maintained and never crowded.



Alhanna and Michael






It was a good day, the Vinoy is always fun, and when it's not fun at least it is picturesque and relaxing.  The kids loved the pool and all-in-all one of those good family days.  


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